"I'm his daughter," Sherry corrected Alessa carefully. She didn't say it with the almost-hesitation she used to, because it wasn't a lie anymore. She raised her eyebrows a little higher at the talking yellow thing, even if it did look sort of familiar.
"I'd be happy to show you around; I know all of the best hiding spots, so it's difficult for even Roxie to find me if I don't want to be found." Not to mention her parents or anyone else she didn't feel like seeing. "Have you been to the Basilica yet? There's a really good hiding spot behind one of the popes." What? Religious sensitivity? P'shaw. That was for other people, not Sherry. Still, she didn't feel very comfortable.
And... and she needed to ask, though she did try to not make it as blunt as possible. "Vivio? What's wrong with your eyes? Complete heterochromia is pretty unique." Not weird, unique. Like a science project could be.
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"I'd be happy to show you around; I know all of the best hiding spots, so it's difficult for even Roxie to find me if I don't want to be found." Not to mention her parents or anyone else she didn't feel like seeing. "Have you been to the Basilica yet? There's a really good hiding spot behind one of the popes." What? Religious sensitivity? P'shaw. That was for other people, not Sherry. Still, she didn't feel very comfortable.
And... and she needed to ask, though she did try to not make it as blunt as possible. "Vivio? What's wrong with your eyes? Complete heterochromia is pretty unique." Not weird, unique. Like a science project could be.