Mono could understand that it was embarrassing. It always made him feel really weird every time he did or said something that was not particularly normal by other people’s standards. “If it makes you feel better, there’s a lot of people where who don’t seem to mind being bad with talking and stuff. I kinda got to practice a lot since I got here, and even when I still don’t get stuff, they don’t seem to mind.”

Mono nodded with a sad little frown at her explanation. “That’s bad, I’m sorry…? My friend got taken away, so we got separated too. It’s not fun at all, being alone.” He hoped she’d get to fix things, too. He knew he wanted to when he went back.

“That’s it! That’s what they said.” He responded with an enthusiastic nod, having been unsure if he remembered the right word or not. Seemed like he hadn’t, but at least she understood what he meant. “A fall?” He asked, curious about what she meant. He hadn’t heard anyone talk about a fall, though the notion was an… unsettling one in ways the child couldn’t describe. As did her next word about facing things… “Yeah… I know you got a point. It’s important to face the bad stuff to fix it… Maybe they just need to learn to be braver, and they can learn to from us?” Mono hoped maybe it got easier with time, he was stubbornly running towards a showdown in his own world, but it was hard to deny how scary it was to think about sometimes.