But I am okay right now.
I fixed my arm.
-She holds up her right arm, gloved-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She pulls off the glove, revealing her hand to be made of a glossy white porcelain-
-And yet she stretches and clenches the fingers as if it were flesh-
I made it myself.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?The hand. The wall took my hand.
The floor gave it back. I had to coax it a little, but it listened eventually. It understood that I was hurt.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She puts the glove back on-
People stare at it. Better covered up.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?There are very strange people out here.
...
I am friends with lots of them, though.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... Would you like to be a friend?
To me, I mean.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Hehh... hhehh...
-Grins-
-Then looks, realising she missed the last moment of the light fading-
... The sun's not gone. It just can't see me any more.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

"uh, oh. That sounds rather unpleasant."
Arc shuffled her feet uncomfortably.
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