[ oh, no. Ursula knows the dead lady. that's sad. Prompto wants to console, but now he's preoccupied with watching a YOUNG KID APPROACH THE BODY AND BEGIN TO TOUCH IT. he doesn't have words for either of them right now, for once, so he focuses on playing detective for the time being. ]
Ohhhh, boy. Oh, boy. Okay. Uh.
[ inhale, exhale. he steps forward and kneels down opposite of Sheba, grimacing all the while.
let's take a look inside that big ole hole in the chest. there's no heart, but is there anything else there instead? does it look like it was extracted with surgical tools, or sloppy like someone clawed their way in? 'cause gross. ]
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Ohhhh, boy. Oh, boy. Okay. Uh.
[ inhale, exhale. he steps forward and kneels down opposite of Sheba, grimacing all the while.
let's take a look inside that big ole hole in the chest. there's no heart, but is there anything else there instead? does it look like it was extracted with surgical tools, or sloppy like someone clawed their way in? 'cause gross. ]