[sISSI WHERE ARE YOU GOING it's. just. trailing after her, a dozen thoughts going through its head.
for something used to handling a hundred threads at once, this shouldn't be a problem, but- that was when it was a SQUIP. A proper SQUIP, not this facsimile of one in a human body. It briefly clenches its hands, then reaches out to grab her shoulder]
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for something used to handling a hundred threads at once, this shouldn't be a problem, but- that was when it was a SQUIP. A proper SQUIP, not this facsimile of one in a human body. It briefly clenches its hands, then reaches out to grab her shoulder]
How!?