[ When Bart see's no signs of recognition, his expression falls, despite their awkward smile and what he was half certain was a compliment on his "art". He watches with curiosity as Phos picks the stick up, another flicker of hope flaring up, only to get squashed as they just draw what looks like a flower.
Falling backward into the dirt, he groans as he presses the butts of his palms against his closed eyes. ]
Ugh, more time travel garbage...
[ Or something along those lines. Phos not remembering him or not understanding what he was trying to convey, could have been because of any number of things really, but time travel was already on his shit list right now and so it was an easy target. ]
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Falling backward into the dirt, he groans as he presses the butts of his palms against his closed eyes. ]
Ugh, more time travel garbage...
[ Or something along those lines. Phos not remembering him or not understanding what he was trying to convey, could have been because of any number of things really, but time travel was already on his shit list right now and so it was an easy target. ]
What is with this place?