[ oh, ugh, witch… or ish as he’s called now. yoru’s tiny bubble of pride pops. ]

He knows… a lot about us. I’m sure he knows things that we haven’t even told each other.

[ like, as a collective group. ]

And today he said, “another week,” but it’s only been one for us. Hasn’t… it…?

[ yoru’s memory is pretty bad, but. ]