[Badou's out there soon enough, thankfully; he's gotten himself a new set of clothes (collared white shirt, blue jeans, nothing special) that he figures he should wear now, seeing as how he probably smells like cigarette smoke and hospital. He doesn't like being without a smoke, but the hospital's built up his resistance. For whoever this girl is, he'll keep his smokes tucked away for now. Nobody needs a burn.
When he sees her nearby, his mouth tips in a small smile, and he gives a wave before she approaches. She still seems a little timid, but she reminds him a lot of someone he knows, too--a little mute girl with wings, to be specific. He almost doesn't expect her to say anything.]
Sure is. [He extends a hand, smile still raised.] You're the girl I talked to on the phone, right? My name's Badou Nails.
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When he sees her nearby, his mouth tips in a small smile, and he gives a wave before she approaches. She still seems a little timid, but she reminds him a lot of someone he knows, too--a little mute girl with wings, to be specific. He almost doesn't expect her to say anything.]
Sure is. [He extends a hand, smile still raised.] You're the girl I talked to on the phone, right? My name's Badou Nails.