[ Futaba, meanwhile, looks up from her iMog Slate, slowly lowering it onto her lap. ]
Yeah, I... [ How does she put this into words. ] .... It kinda creeped me out too.
[ Not overly so, not with everything else that had been going on that day. But a lot moreso in hindsight. At the same time though, the way that the little girl had phrased it, she didn't think it was a personal threat towards Futaba herself, but more of a general warning. Besides, she had others with her. Others she trusted. So maybe... all that was why she wasn't as nervous as she could be.
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Yeah, I... [ How does she put this into words. ] .... It kinda creeped me out too.
[ Not overly so, not with everything else that had been going on that day. But a lot moreso in hindsight. At the same time though, the way that the little girl had phrased it, she didn't think it was a personal threat towards Futaba herself, but more of a general warning. Besides, she had others with her. Others she trusted. So maybe... all that was why she wasn't as nervous as she could be.
Still creepy though. ]