[Phos frowns slightly at that pause to scribble down some notes, but then she's looking back at them and they can't help but offer a slight, awkward smile.]
Nope. I guess you're one of us, then?
[That should be a comforting thought, right? It is to them. Maybe they're especially weird in this group, but they're all still bound by that same state of being out of place here. And even at their most isolated moments, Phos has always been part of a group. They like thinking they're not entirely alone here.
After a moment, the smile fades again and they lean in a little, peering curiously at her notebook.]
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Nope. I guess you're one of us, then?
[That should be a comforting thought, right? It is to them. Maybe they're especially weird in this group, but they're all still bound by that same state of being out of place here. And even at their most isolated moments, Phos has always been part of a group. They like thinking they're not entirely alone here.
After a moment, the smile fades again and they lean in a little, peering curiously at her notebook.]
What are you writing?