IN THE FOREST OF THE LOST

[beathollow]

it's all too perfect.

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[privatedomicile]

Give it a tissue?

[He's actually serious.]

[fullmoonmutt]

Oh! That could work! Maybe use your shirt instead? I didn't bring a tissue or handkerchief with me.

[privatedomicile]

I woulda brought a pack if I knew we'd have cryin' to deal with...

[Jesse is going to find a non-dirty spot on his shirt to dab at the crying doll's damp cheeks.]

Chin up, yo, it's gonna work out. We're gettin' you outta the dump. [...he's talking to the doll now.]

[beathollow]

... But I was bad... I'm a bad influence...

The doll seems to be crying more now. Which is impressive for a little cloth doll!

[privatedomicile]

Hey, you ain't bad, you hear? "Bad influence" is just what crappy parents say when you're too cool for them. You're probably like the coolest doll ever, man.

[beathollow]

... Really?

[privatedomicile]

For real! I got a sixth sense for cool factor.

[beathollow]

The doll giggles, but its watery, like she's still crying.

Okay.

... I miss Mafuyu.

She does this to everyone. If you aren't good enough... if it could risk her grade... she even tried to talk her out of her clubs recently...

[privatedomicile]

[Jesse looks solemn for a moment. Mafuyu can't even have friends or hobbies without her mother approving of them? What parent puts that kind of pressure on a kid? It's obvious that the pressure is threatening to crush Mafuyu if this place is what her mind conjures to represent her home life.]

That blows.

Come on, doll girl. Let's go find Mafu.