[yeah see normally this is a situation Ursula would at least attempt to try to stop a child from experiencing, but the second she fully realizes it's croix she's looking at, she freezes in place. the expression on her face is hard to dissect, what with the mask and glasses, but she slowly raises a hand to her mouth and gives out an half-aborted sob.
she can't move, just staring at Croix's head, at the heart missing...
and then she bows down low, everything obscured by her hair curtaining her face as her shoulders shake, her voice soft and broken.]
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she can't move, just staring at Croix's head, at the heart missing...
and then she bows down low, everything obscured by her hair curtaining her face as her shoulders shake, her voice soft and broken.]
I'm sorry... I'm so sorry! Croix... Croix, please... I'm— It's my—
[she breaks off with another sob. FEEL FREE TO JUST, UH. OBSERVE AROUND HER.]