[It's not a graceful landing; Sayori feels the clumsy knock of limbs and an ache in her elbows as she lays half-dug into the sand with her arms around Honoka. But she doesn't care because she's so happy to see someone and just remember.
The hitch of Honoka's body underneath her alarms her, though. Tears. She's crying. No. No, Sayori didn't mean to— no one should cry because of her, especially not someone so important.]
It's okay! You don't have to cry, I'm okay! [But she's sniffling a little too. Oops.] I just— we all woke up on this island and no one could remember anything but some people remembered stuff faster than others.
And it's taking me forever to remember, ahaha. [She laughs, but it's not funny. There's just disbelief and a kind of strain, an undercurrent of frustration and pain for how difficult it's been to remember the people important to her.]
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The hitch of Honoka's body underneath her alarms her, though. Tears. She's crying. No. No, Sayori didn't mean to— no one should cry because of her, especially not someone so important.]
It's okay! You don't have to cry, I'm okay! [But she's sniffling a little too. Oops.] I just— we all woke up on this island and no one could remember anything but some people remembered stuff faster than others.
And it's taking me forever to remember, ahaha. [She laughs, but it's not funny. There's just disbelief and a kind of strain, an undercurrent of frustration and pain for how difficult it's been to remember the people important to her.]