[Mono hadn't been sure if he was imagining it, at first. You found little ways to entertain yourself when you spent so long alone; games to play amongst the danger. Noise was something you learn to just filter out. The volume was the part to pay attention to.
But the things he is hearing. The verbal snippets he has been catching. They... they aren't just in his head, are they? He understands.
One bite of the sweet fluff is all it takes before Mono is shoveling it down greedily. He is getting his hands and bag sticky but it doesn't even matter. Nothing else matters right now.
Mono is already trapped. He can't get out of this corner any better than he could get out of... Of... The tightness in his throat makes swallowing the next piece harder.]
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But the things he is hearing. The verbal snippets he has been catching. They... they aren't just in his head, are they? He understands.
One bite of the sweet fluff is all it takes before Mono is shoveling it down greedily. He is getting his hands and bag sticky but it doesn't even matter. Nothing else matters right now.
Mono is already trapped. He can't get out of this corner any better than he could get out of...
Of... The tightness in his throat makes swallowing the next piece harder.]
"...You talk."
[No one 'big' talks.]