Futaba glances up at the awkward stammering, being... a bit too familiar with it. And the more she looks at her the more she wonders... Connie really does seem kind of familiar? And maybe actually genuine. But...
"S-sorry," she mumbles.
She's just. She's not feeling up to this right now.
May be for the best, since I think we accidentally painted ourselves into a corner
"S-sorry," she mumbles.
She's just. She's not feeling up to this right now.