Just maybe... she would come back to teach him some, rather odd but fitting words. Given his difficulty with communication.
Just maybe... she would enlighten him once again, with the importance of tones and emphasis to change the meaning of his word...
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"You know, why don't you try using safe words?"
The young boy looked up to meet her blue eyes, blues hues saying: 'Isn't that obvious?'. Confusion evidently present in his lavender ones. As if asking: 'What safe words?'
"Yeah, like you say words you want to say, but you don't say it exactly, but you mean it. So you are able to say what you want to say."
The already confused boy stared at her once again, completely at a loss of words from the so called explanation she handed him. But he didn't ask, can't even. The girl sighed, raising her arms to stretch them as she laid down on the grass, a tree separating the two. Followed by silence, from having nothing to say to each other.
It wasn't long before rustling was heard and the young girl plopped beside him, the cursed speech user whipped his head to look at her before something was shoved to his mouth. In front of him, the young girl's small arm was extended forward, an onigiri in hand.
"Omph?!"
"Come on, its lunch time! Mommy said it's not good to skip lunch, so let's eat!"
Grumbling, the boy grabbed the onigiri, bowing his head in the process as a sign of thanks, before taking a bite from the shoved onigiri. Mouth chewing and thoughts piling. Lavender eyes looked down, a slice of orange was seen inside. He opened his mouth once again, but this time it wasn't to take a bite.
