Firefly Ravine They call you cry baby

There’s a point where nothing becomes something and it is unfortunate that, from this point forward, Sao would never remember it. There’s a dark nothing and then, some indistinguishable time later, becomes a dark something. All ties she has to nothing is gone and there’s a whole new series of emotions the tiny little blob feels all at once. Cold, hunger, fear. Her eyes, sewn shut by nature, still manages to the mimicked motion of a blink, and she feels thrown forth and suddenly showered with a whole new wave of feelings.

Sen’s tongue against her back lifts her head and she whines. It’s the first thing she figures out how to do. Her stumpy little legs wiggle but it doesn’t stop their efforts, though the end result isn’t quite what her brain is going for. Frustration in each new wave, she settles on the one thing she knows how to do well: screaming. 

The bath ends abruptly and she’s shoved forward, her screaming still vocalizing from her tiny, underdeveloped throat. Any attention she had his gone and she twists her bobble-head until she finds what her body had driven her to find. Sao latches on, then, as her body takes over and satisfies the biggest problem she has to face.