[ it's the same way simon might approach her and it makes her miss him something fierce. normally he's the one that has to deal with her when she's like this, yet here is this total stranger offering her a kindness. she sniffles but doesn't shy away from sylvain as he tries to comfort her. ]

A nominal amount of buttons is appropriate to serve a function. Too many is just - irresponsible.

[ what happens when they start to fall off? are there a million copies ready to replace the ones that die?

... too deep to go for a jacket, perhaps. maybe she's just worried about tearing them off.

she eyes slyvain up and down several times with her brows furrowed, looking for the lie. ]

We can really leave? They won't - they'll just... let us go?