[It truly is small! Mono never had shoes that actually fit before. They might make more noise than his bare feet but they sure would feel better traversing through some of the places he had to crawl through! All of that pales in comparison to what she points out next.]
"My name."
[He hasn't.. Mono can't remember the last time he has seen it, he doesn't even know how he knows what it looks like written out like this but somewhere, in the back of his mind, the, information is there. The memory might be nothing but fuzzy static but the meaning behind it remains.
Is this his? Mono picks the ticket up to display it to Potato more clearly. Does she understand? Does she grasp how significant this is?]
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"My name."
[He hasn't.. Mono can't remember the last time he has seen it, he doesn't even know how he knows what it looks like written out like this but somewhere, in the back of his mind, the, information is there. The memory might be nothing but fuzzy static but the meaning behind it remains.
Is this his? Mono picks the ticket up to display it to Potato more clearly. Does she understand? Does she grasp how significant this is?]
"How..?"