[ Miyako nods - Deciding that speaking wasn't something she wanted to do right now or else she would scream. She's not mature enough or adult enough for this - She never had been before and now... For someone who's best with keeping moving, she doesn't even want to do that.
She does anyway, though, stuffing her own thoughts down into blinkingly teary eyes - Because she can't really do that. Not with the voice in her head. Reminding her of all the things she knew and just wanted to overcome. Or of how pointless this really all is - after all, what's the point if the world's been destroyed?
She does pick up the apples though, holding one tightly as she brushed a hand across her eyes off-handedly, like someone wiping away sweat than what they really want. And she answers, instead, because the thing that gets to her most is this:]
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She does anyway, though, stuffing her own thoughts down into blinkingly teary eyes - Because she can't really do that. Not with the voice in her head. Reminding her of all the things she knew and just wanted to overcome. Or of how pointless this really all is - after all, what's the point if the world's been destroyed?
She does pick up the apples though, holding one tightly as she brushed a hand across her eyes off-handedly, like someone wiping away sweat than what they really want. And she answers, instead, because the thing that gets to her most is this:]
I just want to see my family.