[There is a new thing in the office! Well, one of them; Cube's. In the corner.
There is a small bat roosting here, though awkwardly; she wasn't fully used to this form. Just one; Flandre had never learned this swarm-of-bats thing her sister did.
Her wings are wrapped around herself; both from instinct (where else were they supposed to go?) and comfort, against that horrible, aching loneliness.
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There is a small bat roosting here, though awkwardly; she wasn't fully used to this form. Just one; Flandre had never learned this swarm-of-bats thing her sister did.
Her wings are wrapped around herself; both from instinct (where else were they supposed to go?) and comfort, against that horrible, aching loneliness.
It was only a small comfort.]