[ There's a hint of distress to that voice now, a pang of hurt, like a child who was being ignored by a parent when trying to welcome them home. If Komaeda watches the reflection from the monitor, hell see the image on it shifting back and forth, tilting as it tries to see past the monitor - impossible, of course, since she doesn't have that perception.
But aside from the voice and the hum of the computer, there's no sound at all. No shuffling footsteps, no breaths or creaks or anything else. That distress quickly sinks down into disappointment, as though the owner had realized that they were tricked, and were struggling to accept it. ]
"... Where are you...?"
[ Disappointment, followed by a flicker of panic, as the owner seems to suddenly realize that it might not be either option. ]
damn right he is, ultimate surgeon is gonna make it so he only rolls d1s from now on
"Sou-kun...?"
[ There's a hint of distress to that voice now, a pang of hurt, like a child who was being ignored by a parent when trying to welcome them home. If Komaeda watches the reflection from the monitor, hell see the image on it shifting back and forth, tilting as it tries to see past the monitor - impossible, of course, since she doesn't have that perception.
But aside from the voice and the hum of the computer, there's no sound at all. No shuffling footsteps, no breaths or creaks or anything else. That distress quickly sinks down into disappointment, as though the owner had realized that they were tricked, and were struggling to accept it. ]
"... Where are you...?"
[ Disappointment, followed by a flicker of panic, as the owner seems to suddenly realize that it might not be either option. ]
"Is someone there...?"