[Flowers and trees. Not a single scale, foot, hand or face at all. He felt a worrying sinking in his belly, an anxious spin in his mind and the book was abandoned. They'd seen so much chroma in the ultrasound, the eggs were just moving. They felt more alive than simple plants just moments ago...
Kanji wanted to scream in confusion and frustration. What the hell was anything they just did for, then!? Didn't they take all this time, expend all this effort for some kind of sick joke?? It was too soon for children, but he was ready. He took time. He'd... he'd gotten so pumped and assured the both of them that everything would be okay.]
Naoto. We... w-we didn't do anything wrong, did we?
[His voice was cracking a bit and he didn't know how to stop it. His hands shook as he reached for his communicator. Doctors were professionals. Maybe they knew what was up. It- it couldn't just be them. Maybe everyone else had plants and they'd have some kind of answer.
But he didn't have the heart to dial. He felt numb. Instead he lifted his gaze, helplessness painted over every facet when he looked to Naoto. He could feel a pang in his head. Headache... not his.]
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Date: 2020-07-23 02:39 pm (UTC)From:Kanji wanted to scream in confusion and frustration. What the hell was anything they just did for, then!? Didn't they take all this time, expend all this effort for some kind of sick joke?? It was too soon for children, but he was ready. He took time. He'd... he'd gotten so pumped and assured the both of them that everything would be okay.]
Naoto. We... w-we didn't do anything wrong, did we?
[His voice was cracking a bit and he didn't know how to stop it. His hands shook as he reached for his communicator. Doctors were professionals. Maybe they knew what was up. It- it couldn't just be them. Maybe everyone else had plants and they'd have some kind of answer.
But he didn't have the heart to dial. He felt numb. Instead he lifted his gaze, helplessness painted over every facet when he looked to Naoto. He could feel a pang in his head. Headache... not his.]