[SE] and again for good luck

KIADA

He does know how to get her out of her sorrow over the whole Grounds event, and she lets a softer smile cross her face as she shakes her head. “I can safely say, I didn’t.” Her mother, on the other hand, was a different story. And to her? A similar vibe to the second world that Fox comments on. “It was.” She murmurs gently, rolling a shoulder as if to say it didn’t matter now — but it comes off almost a hint bashfully at the idea that he was glad she made it here. “Me too.” She offers surprisingly quiet.

But her hand traces his skin again as he guides her to the twin scars on his neck, her brow rising curiously at the answer she gets. “Yikes. I’m glad it didn’t succeed.” She says before another huff of a laugh leaves her and she shrugs again, lifting her chin so that he can get a better look. “I wore an amulet that was gifted to me by a corrupt god and when I arrived in the second world, it exploded. Though, it used to seep a nasty glowing… liquid. I’m glad it doesn’t do that anymore.” She nearly winces with the memory of it, before her hand moves now to his next scar he wishes to tell her about; while the ones that remain on her are the burns on her shoulders and hips.

i was young and stupid then, always playing for the win
don't know where we got this bad, i just wish i had you back