Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26414442-20150506015955/@comment-33209858-20150512081901

"Something like that." Bellerina said shortly in reply. She found herself absentmindedly shrugging in response, her gaze dropping to the floor instead of looking at the boy who had made conversation with her. Unlike Sammy, she wasn't one for talking a lot. But it wasn't as if she had a lot to say in the first place.

However, she was a bit curious about his coping method that he had mentioned. "How come they help you cope?... Don't the stitches just sort of remind you of what's going to happen to you?" Bellerina asked, albeit rather awkwardly but not unkindly - Not that she really had room to talk, though. In a way, dancing was an escape for her, but at the same time it was a constant reminder of her tragic fate. And yet, it helped her cope better than anything else did.