[...Well that's. Interesting. Chara's brow quirks; they can only imagine what he's thinking about. Or who. Some vaguely over proportioned woman seems the likely answer.]
Family?
[A huff. It's not a laugh; just a rush of air that collects into a sound of it's own accord.]
no subject
Family?
[A huff. It's not a laugh; just a rush of air that collects into a sound of it's own accord.]
Fleeting.
SOUL.