[As far as Sigma remembers, he drew a thirtieth line on the wall in the morning, making it the thirtieth day of both him and Diana being stuck in this shelter when the whole Decision Game took place. However, since it was long over, there's not much for them to do, apart from waiting for someone to come and rescue them. That someone would most likely be Akane, but what could be possibly stopping her from coming back? He did his best not to come up with any scenarios and just waited alongside Diana, trying to keep her company.
According to the watch on his wrist, it's almost midnight now. In a few minutes, he'll be able to draw a thirty-first line, but after giving it some thought, he decides to do it in the morning because Diana seems to be still awake.]
[ A whole month gone by, by Sigma's count; if the marks on the wall are any indication, it should be almost January 31st, right in the dead of winter. And while it isn't as though she could possibly tell that in this bunker, where not even a shred of natural light passes through the X-Door, closed up as tight as can be, the fact stands that there isn't much here in the way of central heat. Fortunately, in middle of Nevada, they don't have to worry much about things like snow, but...
Poor Diana sits on the couch in the lounge, huddled underneath her blanket. She shivers as her arms are wrapped around herself, her face having gone a bit more pale than usual. It's obvious what's going on; she's freezing, and the meager amounts of canned food they've been eating since they've been stuck here isn't enough for her to keep warm. Even Sigma must have noticed; that bright red sweater, which fit her snugly as it could when she first arrived at Dcom, now hangs quite a bit more loosely on her body than it did a month ago. She's been losing weight, and at the end of the day, she quite simply doesn't look like the healthy (and beautiful, though she'd never say so) nurse that she did before the new year.
Still, when Sigma addresses her, she tries to smile, though the way she's bundled up right now, pale and wrapped up underneath the sheet as if she were a bug in a cocoon, makes it clear that she's got a bit of late-night jitters. ]
I can say the same thing about you. ...I'm fine, Sigma, r-really.
[ She says that, but, her teeth are chattering, though she does her best to hide it when it comes through. She feels a little guilty, though, knowing Sigma probably heard them regardless... ]
[Sigma, who's been sitting by the bar counter all this time, turns around on the stool to have a better look at her instead of just peeking from behind his shoulder. Of course that he has noticed all these changes she's been through during the past thirty days, but pointing them out would be pointless anyway.]
I was just thinking.
[About what or for how long, that he doesn't say. He doesn't move either, just watching the woman from where he's sitting. It was difficult to miss her chattering teeth.]
I'll go and look for some more blankets.
[The offer sounds a bit strange, especially since they've been through every nook and cranny in every and each room in the facility. Well, there's always a slight chance that they missed something.
Sure, there's another and simpler way to warm Diana up, but he tries not to think about it.]
Sigma, you don't have to...really, it's nothing. I'll be fine. You don't have to look around for my sa-aa--achoo!
[ The sneeze makes her whole body jostle on the couch, but it doesn't take long before she shakes her head and tries to regain her composure. Maybe she's getting a little bit sick? ]
Ah, e-excuse me...but really, it's okay! Besides, there aren't any blankets around, anyway...you and I both know that. Unless there's some kind of secret blanket room we managed to avoid all this time...
[He can't help knitting his eyebrows a little while after her sneeze. She's been always like this, putting up a brave act even in a situation like this...
For a longer while, Sigma remains seated, his eyes fixed on her. It's difficult to tell what he's thinking about from his gaze, though. Immersed in his thoughts, the man even forgets to actually reply or appreciate Diana's sense of humor.]
Just close your eyes and try to count sheep or something, maybe that'll help. I won't disturb you anymore.
[It may have been the worst piece of advice he has given and he's painfully aware of that.]
Sigma, you know that doesn't actually work, right? ...Besides, I don't care about being disturbed. Talking to you is better than sitting here in silence. And I'd rather not be by myself late at night.
[ It reminds her of how alone they are, stuck down here. She'd pet Gab, but, the poor old dog is out cold in his corner... ]
...Why don't you come to bed?
[ Sigma can be so stoic sometimes...she can't help but worry about him. ]
[He knows, he knows it so well. How many times did the try that himself only to end up being more frustrated because he couldn't fall asleep at all? The answer is countless times.
As long as they're going to talk, she's not going to doze off, however.]
I'm not going to leave you, don't you worry.
[His voice is rather dry, but at least Sigma finally stands up on his feet and slowly starts walking towards the couch, being bombarded by a thousand thoughts. It wouldn't be a lie if he said that all of them are about Diana. How brave and she is, how beautiful she is, even with a runny nose.
He sits just next to her and places his hand on top of her shoulder to slowly pull her into an embrace.]
[ It's because the only reason people even try it is because sheep rhymes with sleep. Not a very good method to actually, well, sleeping.
Still, she can't help but be surprised that, well, that actually worked? Score one for Diana, she thinks to herself. Now, if only she can get him to--
Oh. That, actually... ]
Y-yeah. It's...
[ She doesn't even realize it, but she's leaning into his chest, almost automatically, like it's an instinctive reaction. And he certainly is warm, far warmer than she is...she nuzzles her head into his shoulder, red hair turning a bit more frizzy as she makes herself comfortable. ]
This is nice, Sigma...I feel like...
[ Like she's resting on a cloud. Or nestled perfectly in the crescent of the moon, a perfect fit. A dream come true. Or better yet, like she's home. Like somewhere, in another time, this was her spot, a place where she would rest all night long without a worry in the world.
That's just silly, though. And if a time like that ever existed, it certainly wasn't in a future like her's. ]
[Well, he's not as stoic as Diana considers him to be, that's for sure. Years of having his emotions kept at bay couldn't dull his affection for her. There was something for him to do here, in Dcom, though and he couldn't simply just neglect many years of work because of a selfish desire.
As much as he wanted to, he just couldn't. There's too much at stake.
Now, however, they're trapped in this facility and nothing can be done unless they get out of here. So maybe, just this once...he could...]
Like this is where you belong?
[Maybe he has just said too much, but he couldn't care less.]
Or...like you're on a cloud?
[Diana told him that only once, long time ago, but he still can see her embarrassed face. Actually...he has high hopes to see it once again.]
[ Looks like he's getting what he wished for. She's so pale that her entire face lights up, almost like a tree on Christmas morning, as red as the sweater on her back. She bites her lip and can't bring herself to meet his gaze; did she whisper that or something and she didn't realize? Oh, gosh, how embarrassing... ]
I-I didn't mean to...I'm so sorry! That was too much, wasn't it? Oh, no...
[ She sniffles, but...still, she's not quite making a move away from his arms, though she certainly seems far more sheepish than before! ]
[Maybe he shouldn't be so delighted to see her blushing face, but to think of it, that might be a good method to warm her up even more.]
Don't be.
[His voice is calm as ever, and he slowly tightens the grip, making sure not to hurt her but at the same time to press her closer. ]
It's...a pretty nice thing to hear.
[Even though he technically hasn't heard, it still brings a soft smile on his lips.
After all these years...it's on the tip of his tongue, but he remains quiet about it. Giving her too much information would be useless at this point, anyway.]
Sigma...God, you say the weirdest things sometimes.
[ But there's no denying that this is nice. Her body is cold to the touch, her slender and tiny hands freezing on Sigma's warm muscles. But she's enjoying this, there's no doubt. ]
Can we...stay like this, just for a little while? I don't want to bother you, but...
[ She's still blushing, but at least now there's a smile on her face. ]
I like being in your arms.
[ Tender arms. It's been a while since she's actually felt a man's embrace. Not since...well, it's been a long time. ]
[If this wasn't a fateful encounter, then Sigma had absolutely no idea how one would look like.
When they met for the first time, he had been visiting one of his friends in the hospital. It was nothing serious, but he needed to be hospitalized for a few days and since there was no helping it, Sigma offered to help him out with all kinds of things: from bringing his friend stuff from his room back in the dorms to shopping for snacks or soft drinks. It wasn't like Sigma had anything better to do, really...just a thesis to write. No big deal, especially since inspiration he needed was nowhere to be found.
That afternoon, he had brought his friend his favorite book, so he could kill some time when he would be alone. That was when it happened.
She entered the room.
Honestly speaking, to Sigma, it was more like she gracefully glided across the hospital room more than just walking. And her smile, he had never seen such a radiant smile. It made him completely ignore the fact that her eyes seemed rather tired—all he could notice was how beautiful they were.
He couldn't even make out what she was saying, but fortunately for Sigma, she just spoke to his friend and went out in a haste so she wouldn't bother them. It wasn't too difficult to pick up that Sigma would love to be bothered for hours and his friend didn't fail to notice that.]
Ain't I lucky?
[One lucky bastard...Sigma looked around the room, trying to come up with a plan how to become a patient as well. His friend could tell what was going on in his head and just laughed before giving him a box of chocolates he kept in the drawer.]
Well, I thought about giving her this...I must ask you for your help one more time, pal.
[Truly touched, Sigma took the chocolates and went on how he owed his friend one. He sure did, but before repaying his debt, there was an important task he needed to fulfill immediately.
That's why he's standing in the hallway right now, looking around and grasping the box of chocolates tightly behind his back. Just where is she...]
[ The clinic where Diana worked was as busy as ever; just another sign to Diana that time doesn't really stop for anyone, as much as she could honestly use the break. Lately, she's been throwing herself headfirst into her work, which was a welcome distraction, if anything. After all, the more time she spent working with other people, the less time she had to think about, well, anything else, really.
Poor Diana's been having a pretty rough go of it recently, and the divorce had left her feeling down for the count, after all, between the paperwork and the reaction of her...well, now ex-husband, she supposes. Every day, she had to dread the thought of him coming to her workplace to harass her. And every day, even now during the late August months, where the dry Nevada heat was at its strongest, she continued to wear long-sleeved sweaters, if only to keep her bruises out of sight.
But still, she came to work with a smile on her face, checking on every patient, making sure everyone else was having a good day. It was the best part of the job for Diana, and it was the one thing she thought she was really good at; if nothing else, she's passionate about what she does, and she loves the sight of helping people making full and speedy recoveries, even if it does take its toll on her. Even Rebecca, the head nurse at the clinic, noticed she's been overworking herself, but, in light of her situation, who could blame her...
Today is certainly no exception to that, as she's been running around from room to room at maximum overdrive. She didn't exactly have anyone that needed urgent care, but there were a lot of patients to handle during her short shift, so she's been scampering back and forth. It isn't until much later in the afternoon that she's able to finally take a bit of a breather in the hallway; even then, though, she's so absorbed in everything as she reads over her clipboard, and feeling so drained from the stress starting to catch up to her.
It's there that she bumps into Sigma. ...Quite literally walks right into his chest. ]
O-oh, gosh, please forgive me, I'm so sorry! I should have watched where I was going, are you alright?!
[ Sigma's a big guy, and Diana is tiny, so if anything, Diana's the one who would get hurt from the encounter, but she's apologizing so gratuitously anyway. Stupid, stupid, such a klutz... ]
[It really must be his lucky day—not only did he find a cute girl, but also said cute girl bumped right into him. Yes, definitely a lucky day. However, instead of just standing here and contemplating how fortunate he is, he should just respond...which he eventually does, of course, but before that happens Sigma just stares at her, making the situation way more awkward than it was, probably.]
N-No, I'm the one who should be sorry! I'm fine, really...what about you, though? I'm pretty sturdy, I hope you didn't get hurt or anything...I'm sure that your patients would kill me if something happened to you.
[His attempt at a joke...well, there was an attempt, at least?]
[ If anything, poor Diana is fretting too much to realize that Sigma takes a while to respond to that. Her papers are everywhere now, so she's scrambling a bit to pick them all up. What a mess... ]
I-I'm, um, I'm not! I mean, I'm fine! I'm okay!
[ She must be way more tired than she thought, to be in shambles like this... ]
Um, are you waiting for someone? Visiting hours are almost over for the day, but, if you'd like, I can squeeze you in for just a bit longer! You won't get in trouble, I promise..!
O-oh, no, it's fine, you don't have to! You shouldn't have to clean up my messes, that's just plain sill--Oof!
[ Making a stranger bend down to help, Diana, you're terrible...
That's the thought that goes through her head just before their heads collide! And when that happens, she can't help but go beet red, hiding her face in her clipboard... ]
No, no, it's totally my fault! Gosh, I'm so sorry, I'm such a mess today...
[ She frets just slightly, but, hearing that he was looking for her, already poor Diana's heart is racing at a mile a minute... ]
F-for me? Is everything okay..? I, um, didn't do anything wrong, did I..? A-aside from bumping into you twice, of course!
[This is a disaster. Maybe he should just give her chocolates and run far, far, far away and forget about her. The thing is...he doubts that would be possible, especially the last part of his plan.]
It is! You didn't... [What a mess, pull yourself together, Sigma.] I just...I wanted to give you this.
[The moment Sigma shows her the box of chocolates, Diana learns why he's been scooping up these papers just with one hand.]
Thank you for taking care of him.
[Slowly running out of excuses to talk to her, Sigma's mind is racing. What else should he say...there must be something...]
[ Well, that might just be the exact opposite of what she's expecting, goodness gracious. And to think she was fretting so much for a second, there...
It doesn't hit her just how much she needed a gesture like that until she sees the box of chocolates. It's so nice that she actually starts to tear up just at the sight of it, when she realizes just what's going on here. ]
Y-you really don't have to thank me. I'm just...you know, doing my job, is all...
[ She sniffles, ever so lightly. God, she really has been having a rough go of it lately, to think she's going to start crying just over a stranger giving her a box of chocolates... ]
Is there really such a thing as a person who doesn't like chocolate...but really, thank you. I honestly really needed something like that today, it's been...well, obviously you could tell, I'm sure.
[ She tries her best to stifle a laugh, but it comes out through a few tears. God, what a rollercoaster... ]
...Besides, usually you ask a girl's name before you invite them to coffee...
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I'LL KEEP YOU WARM
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According to the watch on his wrist, it's almost midnight now. In a few minutes, he'll be able to draw a thirty-first line, but after giving it some thought, he decides to do it in the morning because Diana seems to be still awake.]
Can't sleep?
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Poor Diana sits on the couch in the lounge, huddled underneath her blanket. She shivers as her arms are wrapped around herself, her face having gone a bit more pale than usual. It's obvious what's going on; she's freezing, and the meager amounts of canned food they've been eating since they've been stuck here isn't enough for her to keep warm. Even Sigma must have noticed; that bright red sweater, which fit her snugly as it could when she first arrived at Dcom, now hangs quite a bit more loosely on her body than it did a month ago. She's been losing weight, and at the end of the day, she quite simply doesn't look like the healthy (and beautiful, though she'd never say so) nurse that she did before the new year.
Still, when Sigma addresses her, she tries to smile, though the way she's bundled up right now, pale and wrapped up underneath the sheet as if she were a bug in a cocoon, makes it clear that she's got a bit of late-night jitters. ]
I can say the same thing about you. ...I'm fine, Sigma, r-really.
[ She says that, but, her teeth are chattering, though she does her best to hide it when it comes through. She feels a little guilty, though, knowing Sigma probably heard them regardless... ]
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I was just thinking.
[About what or for how long, that he doesn't say. He doesn't move either, just watching the woman from where he's sitting. It was difficult to miss her chattering teeth.]
I'll go and look for some more blankets.
[The offer sounds a bit strange, especially since they've been through every nook and cranny in every and each room in the facility. Well, there's always a slight chance that they missed something.
Sure, there's another and simpler way to warm Diana up, but he tries not to think about it.]
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[ The sneeze makes her whole body jostle on the couch, but it doesn't take long before she shakes her head and tries to regain her composure. Maybe she's getting a little bit sick? ]
Ah, e-excuse me...but really, it's okay! Besides, there aren't any blankets around, anyway...you and I both know that. Unless there's some kind of secret blanket room we managed to avoid all this time...
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For a longer while, Sigma remains seated, his eyes fixed on her. It's difficult to tell what he's thinking about from his gaze, though. Immersed in his thoughts, the man even forgets to actually reply or appreciate Diana's sense of humor.]
Just close your eyes and try to count sheep or something, maybe that'll help. I won't disturb you anymore.
[It may have been the worst piece of advice he has given and he's painfully aware of that.]
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[ It reminds her of how alone they are, stuck down here. She'd pet Gab, but, the poor old dog is out cold in his corner... ]
...Why don't you come to bed?
[ Sigma can be so stoic sometimes...she can't help but worry about him. ]
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As long as they're going to talk, she's not going to doze off, however.]
I'm not going to leave you, don't you worry.
[His voice is rather dry, but at least Sigma finally stands up on his feet and slowly starts walking towards the couch, being bombarded by a thousand thoughts. It wouldn't be a lie if he said that all of them are about Diana. How brave and she is, how beautiful she is, even with a runny nose.
He sits just next to her and places his hand on top of her shoulder to slowly pull her into an embrace.]
Any better?
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Still, she can't help but be surprised that, well, that actually worked? Score one for Diana, she thinks to herself. Now, if only she can get him to--
Oh. That, actually... ]
Y-yeah. It's...
[ She doesn't even realize it, but she's leaning into his chest, almost automatically, like it's an instinctive reaction. And he certainly is warm, far warmer than she is...she nuzzles her head into his shoulder, red hair turning a bit more frizzy as she makes herself comfortable. ]
This is nice, Sigma...I feel like...
[ Like she's resting on a cloud. Or nestled perfectly in the crescent of the moon, a perfect fit. A dream come true. Or better yet, like she's home. Like somewhere, in another time, this was her spot, a place where she would rest all night long without a worry in the world.
That's just silly, though. And if a time like that ever existed, it certainly wasn't in a future like her's. ]
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As much as he wanted to, he just couldn't. There's too much at stake.
Now, however, they're trapped in this facility and nothing can be done unless they get out of here. So maybe, just this once...he could...]
Like this is where you belong?
[Maybe he has just said too much, but he couldn't care less.]
Or...like you're on a cloud?
[Diana told him that only once, long time ago, but he still can see her embarrassed face. Actually...he has high hopes to see it once again.]
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[ Looks like he's getting what he wished for. She's so pale that her entire face lights up, almost like a tree on Christmas morning, as red as the sweater on her back. She bites her lip and can't bring herself to meet his gaze; did she whisper that or something and she didn't realize? Oh, gosh, how embarrassing... ]
I-I didn't mean to...I'm so sorry! That was too much, wasn't it? Oh, no...
[ She sniffles, but...still, she's not quite making a move away from his arms, though she certainly seems far more sheepish than before! ]
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Don't be.
[His voice is calm as ever, and he slowly tightens the grip, making sure not to hurt her but at the same time to press her closer. ]
It's...a pretty nice thing to hear.
[Even though he technically hasn't heard, it still brings a soft smile on his lips.
After all these years...it's on the tip of his tongue, but he remains quiet about it. Giving her too much information would be useless at this point, anyway.]
I'm really glad.
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[ But there's no denying that this is nice. Her body is cold to the touch, her slender and tiny hands freezing on Sigma's warm muscles. But she's enjoying this, there's no doubt. ]
Can we...stay like this, just for a little while? I don't want to bother you, but...
[ She's still blushing, but at least now there's a smile on her face. ]
I like being in your arms.
[ Tender arms. It's been a while since she's actually felt a man's embrace. Not since...well, it's been a long time. ]
I feel safe, here.
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let's hope i'm less busy and faster in another timeline...smh
I DIDN'T EVEN SEE THIS UNTIL NOW SO YOU'RE GOOD MY FRIEND
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22 YO LOOKING FOR LOVE
When they met for the first time, he had been visiting one of his friends in the hospital. It was nothing serious, but he needed to be hospitalized for a few days and since there was no helping it, Sigma offered to help him out with all kinds of things: from bringing his friend stuff from his room back in the dorms to shopping for snacks or soft drinks. It wasn't like Sigma had anything better to do, really...just a thesis to write. No big deal, especially since inspiration he needed was nowhere to be found.
That afternoon, he had brought his friend his favorite book, so he could kill some time when he would be alone. That was when it happened.
She entered the room.
Honestly speaking, to Sigma, it was more like she gracefully glided across the hospital room more than just walking. And her smile, he had never seen such a radiant smile. It made him completely ignore the fact that her eyes seemed rather tired—all he could notice was how beautiful they were.
He couldn't even make out what she was saying, but fortunately for Sigma, she just spoke to his friend and went out in a haste so she wouldn't bother them. It wasn't too difficult to pick up that Sigma would love to be bothered for hours and his friend didn't fail to notice that.]
Ain't I lucky?
[One lucky bastard...Sigma looked around the room, trying to come up with a plan how to become a patient as well. His friend could tell what was going on in his head and just laughed before giving him a box of chocolates he kept in the drawer.]
Well, I thought about giving her this...I must ask you for your help one more time, pal.
[Truly touched, Sigma took the chocolates and went on how he owed his friend one. He sure did, but before repaying his debt, there was an important task he needed to fulfill immediately.
That's why he's standing in the hallway right now, looking around and grasping the box of chocolates tightly behind his back. Just where is she...]
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Poor Diana's been having a pretty rough go of it recently, and the divorce had left her feeling down for the count, after all, between the paperwork and the reaction of her...well, now ex-husband, she supposes. Every day, she had to dread the thought of him coming to her workplace to harass her. And every day, even now during the late August months, where the dry Nevada heat was at its strongest, she continued to wear long-sleeved sweaters, if only to keep her bruises out of sight.
But still, she came to work with a smile on her face, checking on every patient, making sure everyone else was having a good day. It was the best part of the job for Diana, and it was the one thing she thought she was really good at; if nothing else, she's passionate about what she does, and she loves the sight of helping people making full and speedy recoveries, even if it does take its toll on her. Even Rebecca, the head nurse at the clinic, noticed she's been overworking herself, but, in light of her situation, who could blame her...
Today is certainly no exception to that, as she's been running around from room to room at maximum overdrive. She didn't exactly have anyone that needed urgent care, but there were a lot of patients to handle during her short shift, so she's been scampering back and forth. It isn't until much later in the afternoon that she's able to finally take a bit of a breather in the hallway; even then, though, she's so absorbed in everything as she reads over her clipboard, and feeling so drained from the stress starting to catch up to her.
It's there that she bumps into Sigma. ...Quite literally walks right into his chest. ]
O-oh, gosh, please forgive me, I'm so sorry! I should have watched where I was going, are you alright?!
[ Sigma's a big guy, and Diana is tiny, so if anything, Diana's the one who would get hurt from the encounter, but she's apologizing so gratuitously anyway. Stupid, stupid, such a klutz... ]
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N-No, I'm the one who should be sorry! I'm fine, really...what about you, though? I'm pretty sturdy, I hope you didn't get hurt or anything...I'm sure that your patients would kill me if something happened to you.
[His attempt at a joke...well, there was an attempt, at least?]
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I-I'm, um, I'm not! I mean, I'm fine! I'm okay!
[ She must be way more tired than she thought, to be in shambles like this... ]
Um, are you waiting for someone? Visiting hours are almost over for the day, but, if you'd like, I can squeeze you in for just a bit longer! You won't get in trouble, I promise..!
[ Her way of apologizing for the bump... ]
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Oh, these papers.
Quick to crouch down and help her, Sigma's head accidentally bumps into hers.]
I'm...I'm sorry! I didn't mean to...let me help you with that.
[Where's all your cool, Sigma...where is it, you can't go headbutting cute girls and hope that she'll like you...]
I was visiting a friend, actually...and I was looking for you.
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[ Making a stranger bend down to help, Diana, you're terrible...
That's the thought that goes through her head just before their heads collide! And when that happens, she can't help but go beet red, hiding her face in her clipboard... ]
No, no, it's totally my fault! Gosh, I'm so sorry, I'm such a mess today...
[ She frets just slightly, but, hearing that he was looking for her, already poor Diana's heart is racing at a mile a minute... ]
F-for me? Is everything okay..? I, um, didn't do anything wrong, did I..? A-aside from bumping into you twice, of course!
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It is! You didn't... [What a mess, pull yourself together, Sigma.] I just...I wanted to give you this.
[The moment Sigma shows her the box of chocolates, Diana learns why he's been scooping up these papers just with one hand.]
Thank you for taking care of him.
[Slowly running out of excuses to talk to her, Sigma's mind is racing. What else should he say...there must be something...]
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[ Well, that might just be the exact opposite of what she's expecting, goodness gracious. And to think she was fretting so much for a second, there...
It doesn't hit her just how much she needed a gesture like that until she sees the box of chocolates. It's so nice that she actually starts to tear up just at the sight of it, when she realizes just what's going on here. ]
Y-you really don't have to thank me. I'm just...you know, doing my job, is all...
[ She sniffles, ever so lightly. God, she really has been having a rough go of it lately, to think she's going to start crying just over a stranger giving her a box of chocolates... ]
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[GOOD JOB, SIGMA...YOU'VE MADE HER CRY...]
P-Please don't cry...it's nothing, really...oh man, where do I have them, damn.
[The least he can do is to look for some tissues for her.
Well, if it was any other girl, he'd probably offer his shoulder nonchalantly, but he can't afford to pull that off, can he?]
If you don't like chocolates I can take you out for coffee.
[Obviously it's not the reason behind her tears, but a joke might make things a little better...?]
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[ She tries her best to stifle a laugh, but it comes out through a few tears. God, what a rollercoaster... ]
...Besides, usually you ask a girl's name before you invite them to coffee...
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[It's a miracle that Diana is alright after meeting his muscles, really.]
Do I? Oh, of course I do...what's your name, then?
[You go, boy. So smooth...]
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I'm Diana. And to whom do I owe the pleasure?
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