Sayla didn't react much as the pencil was clasped into her uninjured hand, throughout the entire thing, the girl didn't speak, nor did she seem to move, her breathing was even quiet.
When told it was her decision it took a few seconds before she actually managed to dignify the two with a response. ".....People...who would love to have me around...?" her face that was once emotionless upon greeting condensed further into a frown. "....I've been...told that before...and it all ends the same...what'll make this any different...?" she wondered.
But then she finally stood up, and upon standing up her knees shook a bit, it was clear that she had bee sitting upright in that position for a long time. Then the petite girl looked up at them, tears already filling her eyes. "L-let it be forever...i-if it's to be forever...please let it be true...please let it be the last time I have to see this place..." she said in a slightly raspy voice.
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A spinning circle of doom, Your Place in the afterlife
Decided on controversy, You've been naughty upstairs
You'll be punished downstairs, And the devil shows no mercy
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