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“ you look like you could use a hug. ” ( let rosa hug the kid ! )
‘𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲’ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.
★ — Gregory is a difficult child. He knows this to be true about himself, has heard it said time and time again. It's why everyone gives up on him, eventually, even if some take longer than others. This is a longer situation. Michael, and everything that comes with him is a longer situation and he is trying so, so hard to not get complacent, to not get comfortable, so scared it will be gone the moment he does.
He doesn't trust — finds it difficult to accept kindness as something genuine, even on good days. Comfort has never been extended towards him, so he's stopped seeking it out. Always easier to nurse his own wounds than find someone who would potential inflict more.
But Rosa seems genuine in her concern, in her soft offer. She's been nothing but kind to him ever since realizing who he was. And perhaps it's only because her son took him in ( maybe she doesn't really care, not about him ), but Gregory is so tired, and all the words he could say feel stuck in his throat. He makes no sound ; only regards her with wide brown eyes, a mixture of weary fear and something that's beginning to look like acceptance.
After a moment of long hesitation, he nods — a gesture so small it could be missed if she weren't paying attention.
★ — However kind the hand they may extend, Gregory can't help but feel out of place with the family he's found himself pulled into ; they're the kind of thing that's beautiful from a distance, but delicate, an antique glass set teetering on the edge of a table, a breath away from crumbling to sharp pieces. And he doesn't match. Not when he's already all sharp edges, barely held together ( barely worth considering — everyone seems to think they can fix him until they realize he's far more trouble than he's worth ). Elizabeth's question is .... a bit unsettling, sure, but it's far from the first time he's been asked that. It's long sense stopped feeling like an open wound, even if it still aches from time to time.
"Dunno about my dad — I never met him. I don't think my mom talked to him. But .... she — uh, my mom, I mean — she died. It's been a few years."
@braveburned \ gregory : asked for elizabeth !
she remembers when she was that young , that impressionable . it's when her innocence was taken . though she's not as jaded as gregory . the boy who looks upon the world &* sees everything it has to offer &* spits in it's face because it's offered to everyone but him. even if michael &* her aren't on amazing terms , she &* her mother are . letting her get close to the boy . thinking of him as a younger brother , even if she wouldn't say it out loud . or well , closer . ‘ where's your mom &* dad anyway ? ’ something she was advised not to ask ever , but this was elizabeth . the princess of the house who was spoiled to no end thanks to her father when he was around . it isn't as though she is looking to be rude . just making conversation . she thinks not of the consequences that could come from her question .
★ — A shrug. He is avoiding looking at her, instead turning his slight scowl to the ground between them. He has no family ; a fact Gregory has long since grown used to. Perhaps even before his mother had left for the night and never returned. He has always been on his own. He is treated gently not because he is delicate but because he is volatile — because he is angry. Not that he understands this. It is all so foreign to him. Michael is .... better than most. Treats him kindly, but not with an overabundance of caution. It makes him feel seen. Gregory shrinks into himself, a subconscious act, shoulders curling inwards. ( he should have died many times over by now ).
"Dunno. S'not like I ask for it to happen." ( a pause ). "I .... kinda hate it." ( it makes him feel so small ).
he feels out of place because he is out of place . elizabeth would say it . again not trying to hurt the kid's feelings just telling the truth . if only he'd known they were broken long ago , with the patriarch's leaving &* the matriarch's negligence of her children . rosa afton did her best but it wasn't enough . &* while eliza doesn't blame her , she's old enough to recognize it . easily coming to stick her lollipop back into her mouth , listening to the little man answer her question . with how her mom talked about him she expected him to throw a massive fit , throw himself onto the ground &* roll around in agony . but he didn't . ‘ i'm sorry . i didn't actually know she was dead . ’ of course she didn't , gregory was a stray cat that michael carried in on his back . no one really knows anything about strays . ‘ why does everyone treat you so gently ? like okay your mom is dead , but you're not . ’
★ — Gregory has been told he has a bad attitude time and time again ; it's the reason no guardian would keep him after his mother's passing, until Michael had found him and steadfastly refused to give up on him. One might think that in his desperation to be cared for he might learn to keep that attitude in check, but if anything its only gotten worse. And so, he can't help but roll his eyes as Elizabeth speaks, a huff slipping past his lips. It's a terrible habit — the way he pushes people away, responds callously to any attempts to get to know him.
"Great. Am I supposed to say thank you or something?" ( a pause ). "What d'you even want, anyways?"
despite how she was raised , despite all of the hardships she came to face dealing with the fall out of what happened to her as a child elizabeth has some empathy . there isn't an afton who isn't damaged . she wonders if he could see it in michael when they're together . though , wait until that volatility of his comes to blow , elizabeth in more than one way is a daddy's girl even if it's latent . the manipulation that william thrusted upon her still being very fresh in her mind despite his being long gone . she'll show him she's not one that you mess with . but for now , she's still pretty flippant about how she talks about everything . in fact coming up to shrug . ‘ okay well , i'm not going to do that to you . ’ for a second she would've said she didn't consider him a friend but out of respect she wouldn't have treated him like porcelain like others do . but she doesn't even know if that's true . they are definitely not friends , but she doesn't want to close that door .
★ — Familiar tone sends a chill down the child's spine ; a mix of both fear and adrenaline as he spins to face her, swing the beam of his flashlight so nearly like a sword, engulfing the rabbit in faint light. He shouldn't be surprised to see her — no casualties had been reported in the initial fire, back when he'd escaped. ( Michael had warned him, time and time again, that Vanny might still be lurking in the shadows ). At the mention of her, though, Gregory feels his nerves steel ; swallows his anxiety, expression shifting as his brows furrow into the harshest glare he can manage. He wouldn't let his friend be pulled into this.
"She's no one. She doesn't know about anything — she just wandered in. I'm the one who ruined everything, right? I'm the one you should be paying attention to."
@braveburned \ gregory : asked for vanny !
the pizzaplex in ruins cracking vanessa's sense of reality further . her homes she dug out now lost within . having to create new burrows for the rabbit to live in . vanessa coming out less &* less , letting vanny now exist solely . mascot head now outfitted with new programs she created with glitchtrap's help . the vanni network will be her pride &* joy for as long as she lives . ‘ g̷̺͑r̷̭̻̱̒̉͠e̴̝͖̪͑̔g̵̛̩o̷͕͛r̵̖͚͂y̸͔̋̄ͅ . ’ practical singsong notes coming from her own voice box within . ‘ w̷h̶o̴ i̶s̵ s̷h̷e̴ ?̴ ’ red eyes bright within the perpetual darkness of the plex as head comes to tilt .
@khalaesi ( rosa ) / ruin starter call !!
★ — Freezes upon seeing her amid the rubble, a deer in the headlights with his flashlight pointed forward, casting a small halo of light. He shouldn't be here. ( Michael likely won't be far behind ). He doesn't think she should be here either.
"I'm not gonna leave."
★ — He won't tell her this isn't the first time he's been back to the ruins since the fire — won't tell her he was there during the fire itself ( alongside her first born ), was inadvertantly the cause of the destruction. She doesn't need to know. ( he's scared of what she might say ). But he bites back a comment about how this hasn't been a place for children ( at least not a safe one ) for some time. Not since the first disappearance, let alone the eight before him. Gregory hadn't known then, that night the doors shut on him and he was left to fend for himself, but he does now. He doesn't move any closer to the woman, but makes no move to run away from her either ; he's tense, ready to bolt at any given second off into the abyss should he need to. Old habits die hard. Never let your guard down in a place like this.
"No. I can't leave." ( there's too much, too much, too much ——. ) "I know how to look out for myself. But — Michael'll be mad if he knows I'm here. Don't tell him."
color her surprised when during a walk through with insurance ( something a child wouldn't understand &* doesn't have to understand ) &* finding a sinkhole beneath the pizzaplex leading her straight to one of the old fazbear locations . now she's old , but she is not old enough to forget where her husband &* henry opened up the locations . intentionally having chosen this spot for the mega pizzaplex . but for there to be a sinkhole . . . — she of course went looking just to find a rabbit down there , with a skull for a face . horrified she managed to find her way out , wondering what that was . but even later for gregory to be present , rosa's surprised to see him here . ‘ you know , gregory . i have to say , i've never met a kid as brave as you are . but i say this with love , you have to . look around , this isn't a place for a child . ’
★ — Gregory refuses to let her see him afraid. Not now. Not this time. He knows her games, had played the game set up by her hand before — hadn't been alone then, but knows what he's gotten himself into this time. He can't falter for even a moment, not when Cassie remains somewhere among the ruins of the pizzaplex. Holds himself with an air of false confidence ; shoulders set, chin lifted and eyes narrowed. It might be intimidating if he weren't so young. Even as Vanny moves out from the circle of light, he doesn't flinch. Merely lets his eyes follow her as she skips away. He needs to keep her attention on him.
"Don't. Leave her alone. You're not gonna hurt her as long as I'm still here."
all of this was his fault . his fault . his fault . his fault that burntrap was now trapped away using the extended network to get around , his fault that her home now looked like this . this kid was nothing but trouble . &* he had the balls to bring in another one ? another girl ? having her slink around looking for him ? she hates kids so much . nothing more than whining sacks . she will not slip from her like he did . ‘ y̸͒ͅo̷̗̾ŭ̵ͅ'̷̯̊r̵̮͘e̵̻̎ ̸̍ n̶̦̅ọ̴͒ ̵̇ o̶̰̕n̸̙̉ē̶͍ . ’ she can't help but spit right back . clear malice emitted though unseen from behind smiling mascot head . &* though light comes to shine upon her , she's not flinching or moving around . she has more power now . everything around him belongs to her . in fact a hand comes up to wave her fingers in hello , before skipping over to the left away from the light now . she needs him scared , frightened . he doesn't have the animatronic bear now to hide from her . ‘ s̴h̵e̸'̶s̶ g̵o̷i̵n̴g̴ t̸o̵ h̸a̴v̵e̴ s̶o̸ m̷u̸c̶h̷ f̶u̸n̷ w̴i̶t̶h̴ u̶s̵ w̸e̷'̶r̸e̸ a̷l̶l̷ g̴o̷i̵n̶g̵ t̴o̷ b̵e̴ t̸o̶g̴e̵t̴h̸e̷r̷ f̸o̶r̴e̵v̴e̵r̷ . ’ oh she heard him . trying to divert her attention . the security protocols will get her . &* if not she will . she'll make sure of it .
★ — Clear in the way his defiant posture drops almost instantaneously, Gregory ... isn't expecting that. The tenseness through his shoulders deflates, and with it the beam of light coming from his flashlight falls away from the matriarch to rest lamely between them, the metal tube held loosely in front of him. His eyes are wide as saucers, a bright spot amid the darkness of the ruins. He had been prepared to argue with her ( mouth half - open, another firm refusal to leave on the tip of his tongue ) but falls momentarily silent in his surprise. For a moment, that silence hangs in the air.
" ... sorry,"
Sorry? Since when has he had someone who cared enough to deserve an apology? A shake of his head ; messy brunette strands falling into his eyes. He's pulling himself back together, flashlight lifting once more. His usual trips to the pizzaplex were just to find the company of Freddy — but he had planned on more this time.
"I don't think you're gonna like where I'm going."
no she doesn't know . rosa's been kept in the dark for a lot of what her prolonged life has turned into . will never told her what he was doing , after her divorce she knew very little of michael , all until just some stuff landed in her mailbox , leaving her owner of this franchise . but she can tell you that she is not a businesswoman first , but a mother . &* any concerns she would take them seriously . charlie's death is still something she thinks about almost half a century later . &* she's not immune to knowing about the missing children either . she was the one who had to deal with the press on that . &* maybe she didn't do it right , but she knew of them . but you can talk to her gregory . she lost two kids &* she wasn't going to let michael lose you too .
for a moment she wants to continue arguing with him . because she is the adult , &* he is the child , surely she knows better . but the words come to die in her throat . softening gaze on her features as the dim lights of the flashlights hits them both . ‘ your secret is safe with me . ’ though she sounds resigned . ‘ as long as i stay with you . ’
★ — Where is she? Where's that voice coming from? He's trying to keep his cool, but he can't help the way he flinches ever so slightly with each location the singsong voice seems to bounce off of, his attention rapidly flickering all around the surroundings as he tries to find the costumed rabbit. ( it doesn't matter. it doesn't matter where she is, so long as she's here. so long as she stays here, with her attention on him ). Even so, can't quite stop himself from rolling his eyes at her insistence that she had just wanted friends, his mind flicker back to the missing children his own face sits next to on the local newspaper.
"Bullshit. That's why you had a knife, huh? That's why you kept me locked in there, with all the other animatronics chasing me?" ( a pause, slight smirk tugging at the corners of his lips ). "Still wasn't enough. I still got out."
she doesn't need to see fear to know it is there . the vanni network isn't so robust yet that her own mask wired into the mascot head does it all allowing the lost follower to just know his fear . for he's always been scared of her . while the animatronics hunted him down , when they were still in perfectly working condition not these heaps of scrap he's made them , not only was he running from them , but from her as well . all while he was fearing for his safety , the rabbit just wanted to skip around , find him . make him realize that he was scared for nothing . cause she would take good care of him . but his chance for mercy has come &* gone , bringing an outsider in who didn't need to be here . ‘ f̸o̸o̵l̷i̴s̴h̷ g̷r̶e̵g̶o̵r̴y̵ . ’ manufactured voice reverberating off massive walls made only worse by rubble . where was it coming from ? ‘ i̵ w̴a̷s̸ n̷e̴v̷e̶r̸ g̴o̴i̶n̸g̸ t̷o̵ h̵u̸r̴t̸ y̸o̷u̵ . ’ continue to skip around so the projected voice sounds like it's coming from somewhere else now . ‘ i̴ j̸u̷s̴t̸ w̷a̷n̷t̸e̴d̴ f̷r̴i̷e̴n̶d̷s̷ . ’
for the portrayal meme ; i should really wait until i'm less braindead really , but you need to know how much i actually LOVE your gregory . you don't understand just how much i actually don't like the children playable characters in this game . i didn't like gregory i thought he bitched too much and i don't like cassie . but you made him WAY MORE TOLERABLE definitely way more digestible and rosa would 100% die for him . i love him and think that you're honestly doing great . making this character into someone i love seeing when there's no information about him ? amazing job lune , keep going forever please . i would cry if you stopped .
how’s my portrayal? ♡
AAAH SHBSJHSJ THANK U the games don't do a good job of explaining .... really any characters so I very much feel like I took gregory and ran off sometimes and can only hope I'm building well off the itty bitty foundation he has but AAHH I ADORE gregory and rosa's interactions sm and genuinely love writing with u !!!
★ — Weight shifts awkwardly between his two feet, a nervous shuffle as his gaze flickers away from the woman and off to the side but to no location in particular, brows furrowing in deliberation. Where a stubborn determination had previously filled his being, it's slowly being replaced by a faint worry — how could Gregory possibly begin to explain where it was he wanted to go within ( beneath ) the pizzaplex without further questions. Questions he didn't want to answer.
And a quieter, more startling worry — what if she had been aware of what lurked beneath the depths this entire time? Gregory wanted to trust her, but something whispers a reminder that someone within Fazbear Entertainment must have known what was happening, what lurked under the earth. He's silent for a long time, considering how to go about an answer.
" ... Roxy Raceway. For now." ( not entirely the truth, but it's a start, if nothing else ). "But if you're seriously gonna come with me, you can't argue with me. Promise. I swear, I know what I'm doing."
oh that really threw him off guard didn't it . not expecting an adult to actually care what it is he had to say . but of course it did . listening to children isn't really the norm . now she knows not of his traumas , the struggles that gregory has had to endure his whole life up until meeting michael &* even then , look at where he is . but she wants to pretend that she at least tries to make it a little easier . she doesn't for she hovers behind michael quietly , not helping it . but still understanding in the end he was a grown adult who knows what it is to take on this responsibility or is learning at least . but there's amusement upon rosa's features , seeing just how confused the boy gets at her answer &* at his apology . it was cute .
‘ where are you going ? ’ amusement slowly comes to morph into something a little more curious . same with her tone . questioning above all . in the back of her mind she scolds herself , for this is why you don't allow children free rein . they just go &* do possibly dangerous things . but she's in it now , no matter what she's told , rosa will be right behind gregory ensuring his safety at all times .
★ — Gregory scoffs. ( sure, right, elizabeth didn't want shit from him, yet she was the one who approached him, who started this whole tug - of - war of a conversation, both of them with their defensive walls refusing to be lowered ). He hasn't spent much time with the Afton daughter — his own fault. Much more inclined to stick to himself when around the other members of the family when left on his own, likely to hide behind Michael like a shadow when the man would let him ( not that gregory would ever admit to such a thing ). He isn't sure what to expect from Elizabeth.
Next words catch him off guard — gaze quickly flickering back to the girl, his brow raised in question. And even stranger, it's working ; a crack in his cold exterior, slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips, hardly there as he tries to keep it masked. There's soft laughter under his breath, barely audible.
"I'd say, fuck you, I don't have one."
the two of them are damaged . if anything , shouldn't he know that ? but it isn't michael's responsibility to tell the boy their life story . how much does he know anyways ? elizabeth might come to pick his brain some , not now , of course . the little shit wants to act out . ‘ i don't want shit from you , kid . ’ coming to shrug . funny cause the curse sounds almost foreign on a tongue like hers . almost like a child who just learned how to even though she is well on her way into adulthood . though speak of bad attitudes , she's picked up her own after her mother finally let her go from the nest &* her father was no where near . though unlike the feral cat of a child before her , she knew how to curb it . ‘ if i said your soul , what would you say ? ’
POST - IT NOTE ( from rosa ! pick a verse ! )
send “ POST - IT NOTE ” for what my muse would leave yours in a post - it note message !
sorry if you're reading this. I did a little bit of digging through your storage one day and found all these old newspapers. don't worry, I'm being really careful with it and I won't lose it or ruin it and I'll bring them back when I'm done. don't tell michael if you found this and it's still empty. he won't tell me anything. that's why I took them.
— gregory
“Stop being such a drama queen!” ( from vanny ! )
Argumentative Sentences, Vol. 1
★ — What Gregory wants to do is scream, and kick, and throw as large of a fit as he can possibly manage. A tantrum brewing beneath the surface, barely contained within the boy — it's not far. They're asking too much of him, and he knows anything aside from perfection would be considered unacceptable. He's clever, but he isn't some sort of genius. There's too large of a potential for error, and truth be told, Gregory is scared of what would happen if he were to mess something up.
But he doesn't want to prove Vanny right — not when that could also be used against him, not when he knows she won't let it go. So he's holding himself together. Could be described as pouting, if it weren't for the frightened edge to it. Arms folded over his chest, shoulders hunched to make himself smaller as he glares at the woman. His eyes are glossy, watering, but he refuses to let it turn to tears.
"Just leave me alone, alright?!"
★ — Brows furrow, confusion clear in the young boy's expression as the rabbit - costumed girl continues with her lies that sound saccharine sweet, her voice dancing around him from all directions. Disorientating. Both her voice and her words. It feels as if she's speaking in riddles like ribbons, wrapping around him until they ensnare. He wonders ( only briefly ) if these were the sort of lies she had told the children before him — lured them in only to strike when their guard was down. ( he won't let his guard down ). Is that why Cassie was lured here? She wasn't aware of the horrors that lurked within the pizzaplex like he was. An easier target, with the potential of luring him back in, deeper than the surface level of the lobby Gregory usually finds himself in. He spins around, facing in the direction he thinks Vanny has gone and hidden herself.
"The hell do you mean I'm going to join you? Just — stop lying! I know you were trying to kill me! I know you killed all the other missing kids! I know you want to kill Cassie now!"
oh the animatronics may not be functioning anymore but don't worry , she has a plan for the wretched girl . a child never gets far from vanny just talk to the eight others who went missing besides gregory . oh wait , you can't . vanessa took care of them for afton , who needed them . though he didn't need them as much as he needed her . the young girl being his eyes , hands , feet , everything . though the vanni network had given him new life , kind of . allowing him to be present at all hours with the mask on . security nodes put in place to make sure of his permanence for the costumed girl . never can let them know of their true intentions . though her fault for showing her hand to this one too early . he slipped from her grasp , she was right there . becoming more unhinged after 6 am looking for him . ‘ i̸ w̸a̶s̴ t̵o̸l̸d̷ i̷t̶ w̷a̵s̸ y̴o̴u̴r̸ b̴i̵r̷t̴h̴d̴a̵y̷ ! w̴e̴ w̵e̵r̴e̶ c̸u̷t̶t̵i̴n̴g̶ c̶a̴k̶e̶ w̵i̵t̷h̸ t̶h̸a̵t̸ k̵n̴i̸f̵e̶ , t̷o̶g̸e̵t̷h̴e̴r̶ . ’ more lies easily coming from the girl . ‘ d̴o̵n̸'̸t̶ w̴o̸r̷r̷y̷ g̸r̶e̷g̵o̶r̵y̵ , y̵͔͂o̶̯̊u̴̫͠'̸̌͜ŗ̵͛e̶̻͘ ̸̛ g̶͍̾o̷̫͘ï̸̢n̴͖̎ǵ̸̫ ̴͂ t̴͎͋ő̷̝ ̴͠ j̸̞̀õ̷̲ị̸̏ṇ̸̃ ̶̚ ù̵̝ş̴̊ , o̴̟̪̓̂ñ̵̼̮ẽ̵͙ ̸̐ͅ w̶̧̾͌a̶͇͐y̶̼̅ ̸̢̐͘ ô̷̭r̵̞̖̆ ̵͆ a̸͉͊͝ṉ̴̀̒ò̸̘̱̕t̵̮͚̐h̷̹̫͗ȇ̶͈̞r̶̙͚͐͠ . ’ facade easily falling . threatening voice becoming more &* more menacing as she spoke . practically above a growl now . though she was careful as to where the voice was projecting . needing him disoriented . planned to capture him , wipe that smirk off his face once &* for all . she won't fail this time . . . — she'll make him proud .
★ — It's all been oh - so overwhelming for the young boy. He had been certain that being captured by the animatronics that night he had been locked inside the pizzaplex would be a death sentence. Even more so, as they presented him to the security guard — Vanessa, Vanny. But she'd only dragged him down with her, down to the very depths of the pizzaplex, far deeper than he could have possibly known the place extended. And she had shown him the secrets. The truth.
He was wanted. Needed, even. That had never been the case before. He wanted to do good — wanted to stay wanted.
( but he is still a child, and children get scared ).
"I — I'm not a brat, you're just — you're not listening to me!"
Not that Gregory expects her to. In the end, she was just a proxy. An extension of what lurked behind it all. Perhaps it would be better, to tell him himself, than to go through the follower. ( he'd been a father, once. maybe he'd understand ).
"I can't do this, I don't know how — not as fast as you need me to. I want to, but I ... I need more time."
the animatronics stalking him &* capturing him , vanny's won . much like how glitchtrap weaved his purple tendrils around her to get her under his influence , gregory suffered the same fate . they are on the same wavelength whether he liked it or not . it was the last thing on her mind whether or not the kid was comfortable . hating kids &* even more now . she could use gregory though . squeeze out every bit of innocence this child has &* make him exactly like her , like afton . could get him to be better than he could imagine . if he stopped bitching &* moaning at every turn .
tough love is the only thing that vanessa knows . well , there's no love . she was just tough on the kid . you don't realize how different you have to treat someone else . only knows how it is afton treats her . it's not like he mistreats her aside from the occasional insult .
though gregory seems to be a few seconds away from having a full blown temper tantrum . one that the rabbit will not tolerate . ‘ gregory . ’ warbled tone emitted from her voice box almost singsong like . ‘ n̴o̸ o̸n̷e̵ l̷i̶k̵e̵s̵ a̵ b̵r̸a̴t̶ . ’ shifting from something singsongy to a little angrier . ‘ we need you r̸e̵a̸d̸y̸ . want you to have fun with us . ’
★ — It has been a ... difficult adjustment. Gregory is trying. To be given a sense of belonging, a purpose ( to be needed ) isn't a responsibility he wants to take lightly, lest he disappoint them one too many times and lose them all together. His attention is focussed on the monitor in front of him, reviewing and replacing behavioral code ( little adjustments that won't be noticed by guests or employees ) while a deactivated Freddy sits in the protective cylinder of parts and service. He's usually left alone down here, unless Vanessa comes to check on him — hence why he hardly looks up when Rosa enters. It's only when he sees chestnut hair instead of blonde that Gregory pulls his attention away from the the code, looking up at the matriarch with wide eyes. ( far too innocent for what they're doing ).
" .... I'm okay." ( his voice is small. he pauses, head tilting ). "Do you need Freddy back? I can run diagnostics on him and be done for now."
@braveburned \ gregory : " you’re not who I expected to see . "
she's quiet coming up to the child , knowing that vanessa wasn't going to be around . taking this time to be around him instead . rosa's job is to scout , she's stuck in an empty security room most of the time when she's not running the pizzaplex . maternal as ever , taking a seat beside him . assuming that he was busy doing something for her . rosa is just as committed to the same cause as vanessa is . just never taking the same route as she . too bad it isn't rosa who needs to train gregory . ‘ i know , but i just wanted to check in on you . ’ she does worry about the child . ‘ i wanted to see how you were doing now . ’