[ The hasty way he switches which hand he holds the light is enough to set off a few warning bells, and when Ichigo's hand comes down on her shoulder unexpectedly, Nami is quick to reach up, her hand covering his like she intends to abruptly lift it off of her.
She's not buying the cheerfulness, especially not after before, but that might be something she regrets after peering around him so she can see the modest pile of bodies. Freeing herself from his hand becomes a very low priority when she's too busy recoiling in horror, face pale and eyes wide as she looks up at Ichigo. ]
What is that? Are those people? [ Nami sounds as terrified as she looks, the hold she has on his hand tightening as she looks past him towards the pile again, the light catching on the dolls' "skin" making it look unnatural. ]
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a few warning bells, and when Ichigo's hand comes down on her shoulder unexpectedly, Nami is quick to reach up, her hand covering his like she intends to abruptly lift it off of her.
She's not buying the cheerfulness, especially not after before, but that might be something she regrets after peering around him so she can see the modest pile of bodies. Freeing herself from his hand becomes a very low priority when she's too busy recoiling in horror, face pale and eyes wide as she looks up at Ichigo. ]
What is that? Are those people? [ Nami sounds as terrified as she looks, the hold she has on his hand tightening as she looks past him towards the pile again, the light catching on the dolls' "skin" making it look unnatural. ]
Oh gross.