[Sophie taps you on the shoulder, sketchpad in one hand and a small object to be determined in the other. She's smiling slightly in an attempt to put the stranger at ease.]
[She keeps slowing down when she's thinking. It's odd to him, because thinking speeds him up, never slows him down, but it's alright. She at least does think, after all.]
Huh. [Again. Ugh, he's getting repetetive, isn't he? But he shrugs and tries not to care.]
Most people don't. [Statement or compliment? Could be either.]
[She has to slow down, because otherwise her thoughts float away completely.]
Most people can't see it at all. So, it's hard to pay attention to things you don't know are there.
[She's oversensitive to other's emotions, really. It's a feeling. An intuition. Perception. And trying to make sense of them just puts a caption over the thousand word image.]
[Koschei looks up as he walks, not at the sky exactly, just up. It'll look like an eyeroll later, when he knows more and makes connections faster, but not yet. This time it's him who needs a moment.]
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Yeah, I guess. It's just something I've always done.
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Huh. [Again. Ugh, he's getting repetetive, isn't he? But he shrugs and tries not to care.]
Most people don't. [Statement or compliment? Could be either.]
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Most people can't see it at all. So, it's hard to pay attention to things you don't know are there.
[She's oversensitive to other's emotions, really. It's a feeling. An intuition. Perception. And trying to make sense of them just puts a caption over the thousand word image.]
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That makes sense.
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