Shiron sat down on the grass, sighing. Oh boy, that was not the question he expected. Anything could be better than... that.Why did Puddle's not-brain have to go there of all places for a greeting?! Puddle gritted its teeth, facepalming. "...How are you, I mean?"
Hiding his emotions was something he was used to for so long, so Shiron simply looked down.
"I'm... fine. Other than two mental breakdowns in such a short period of time, I'm okay. Just... hanging in there. Barely."
Alright, that was too depressing.
"I'm sorry, I just... I'm sorry. For not being able to save them. I just wasn't strong enough..."