[Dorothea seems surprised, truth be told. Sure, she and Hubie have heard plenty about people coming back to life, but she always thought those were merely rumors. Seeing Neokins in the figurative flesh, well, it's shocking to say the least, but...
Dorothea's expression warms, and she opens the door for Neo, though he can watch her gaze avert for a moment--Sonic's still asleep, after all, and she's...]
...I don't know if you want to see him like this, but feel free to come on in. He's asleep right now. He's been doing a lot of that, lately.
[The apartment is in pretty good shape, all things considered. Dorothea's been doing an excellent job at maintaining it, and the only real difference is the lack of blankets on the couch, but, well...he can find them easily piled up near his charger, where Sonic sleeps curled into them. Curled into a ball, waiting for someone he assumes is never coming back.
Dorothea's gaze is...sad, certainly. But Neo wants to see him; Dorothea isn't going to keep him from doing so.]
...I'm sorry that your first sight of your sweetheart has to be like this, Neo. [Just this once and just for him, she'll avoid the nicknaming. He's...probably got questions. Dorothea keeps her voice down, just to let Sonic sleep, but...] It really is good to see you back though, dear. Are you holding up alright?
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[Dorothea seems surprised, truth be told. Sure, she and Hubie have heard plenty about people coming back to life, but she always thought those were merely rumors. Seeing Neokins in the figurative flesh, well, it's shocking to say the least, but...
Dorothea's expression warms, and she opens the door for Neo, though he can watch her gaze avert for a moment--Sonic's still asleep, after all, and she's...]
...I don't know if you want to see him like this, but feel free to come on in. He's asleep right now. He's been doing a lot of that, lately.
[The apartment is in pretty good shape, all things considered. Dorothea's been doing an excellent job at maintaining it, and the only real difference is the lack of blankets on the couch, but, well...he can find them easily piled up near his charger, where Sonic sleeps curled into them. Curled into a ball, waiting for someone he assumes is never coming back.
Dorothea's gaze is...sad, certainly. But Neo wants to see him; Dorothea isn't going to keep him from doing so.]
...I'm sorry that your first sight of your sweetheart has to be like this, Neo. [Just this once and just for him, she'll avoid the nicknaming. He's...probably got questions. Dorothea keeps her voice down, just to let Sonic sleep, but...] It really is good to see you back though, dear. Are you holding up alright?