[It's a good subject to get him thinking about. He gets a little more focused, a little more cheerful.]
Her name's Mabel. She's my twin.
She's...loud. [He laughs a little laugh because that's such an understatement.] And weird. But good weird.
Cheerful. Silly.
[His omnicom is propped up against some of his pillows and his hands are visible in his lap. His fingers pluck absentmindedly at a bright pink and purple friendship bracelet on his skinny wrist. Mabel had left it behind, the brief time she was here on Legion World, and after his whole ordeal with the yellows, instead of just keeping it, he's taken to wearing it. It's all he has of her right now.]
[And it's something that's obviously not his. It's too bright compared to his more subdued clothes.]
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Her name's Mabel. She's my twin.
She's...loud. [He laughs a little laugh because that's such an understatement.] And weird. But good weird.
Cheerful. Silly.
[His omnicom is propped up against some of his pillows and his hands are visible in his lap. His fingers pluck absentmindedly at a bright pink and purple friendship bracelet on his skinny wrist. Mabel had left it behind, the brief time she was here on Legion World, and after his whole ordeal with the yellows, instead of just keeping it, he's taken to wearing it. It's all he has of her right now.]
[And it's something that's obviously not his. It's too bright compared to his more subdued clothes.]