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[thecrossingmods]

[The Crossing is coming again.

There is no advance warning from The Ferryman this time. There is nothing to draw your attention towards the message that appears on your device, whatever it may be, except perhaps the expectation that it should be appearing soon.

Whether you think to check for it or you simply stumble upon it, the words are there just as before:]

A toll to be levied for safe passage
from the desert to ǝɹǝɥʍǝsʅǝ

envision a place of comfort and safety
a haven from the wants and ills of life
be it for a moment or for a lifetime

offer it to The Ferryman
and let go

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[daikonheroine]

[Ah so he was here!]

Are you ok? I haven’t seen you out recently…

[Not that anyone really had to leave their rooms if they didn’t want to… especially since they didn’t need food, or water, or sleep… and wasn’t that a strange realization?]

Do you… want to talk?

[solitarynote]

[Sunny didn’t answer the question on if he was alright. He simply shrugged half-heartedly.] I sleep… a lot…

[As if that’s a satisfactory answer, but he wasn’t lying. Even so, today he didn’t feel like going outside. His thoughts were an anchor keeping him here. What… was he supposed to do about a memory?

His voice came out in a whisper.] I… don’t know…

[daikonheroine]

Th-that's ok... you don't have to if yo don't want to...

[Sleep was important after all... well not that they needed it but habits were hard to break after all... but did that mean he was sick? Or just didn't feel like socializing? Yashiro slid her back against the door, sinking to the ground to get comfortable. Even if he didn't feel like it she still wanted to make sure that someone was there in case he changed his mind...]

W-would you prefer to text?

[She had noticed how Sunny always had his sketchbook on him and sometimes things were hard to say out loud...]

[solitarynote]

[Sunny appreciated the physical distance. Not that Yashiro didn’t seem nice, but he also didn’t know her very well… so that tended to affect how close (or not) people could physically get to him.

His one eye blinked in mild surprise at her kind offer. She had noticed…?

At that, he grabbed his notebook from nearby and wrote a simple message.]

Thanks.

[daikonheroine]

Ah! Of course! Oh wait... would you prefer if I use the written method as well?

[She wanted to make him as comfortable as possible, and if that meant over text as well for her she would gladly do so!]

[solitarynote]

[He shakes his head. While it’s considerate of her…]

This is easier for me. You don’t have to.

[Sunny was a good listener and that often had taken the form of him silently taking in his friends’ verbal communications. It didn’t bother him if someone else talked while he wrote.]