[With how vastly different they are in appearance, Sheryl is honestly surprised to befriend a man like Sonic in the first place. Had she met him back in Frontier, she would have made fun of his appearance and saw him as a strange man with awkward taste, just someone she'd deem irrelevant.
But he's not irrelevant. Sheryl has made countless friends, Sonic is naturally among them, mainly due to their similarities.
The more she dwells on it, the more she realizes one thing: he's actually one of her favorite people. It's a notion that she's getting used to, but she's fine with that. Slowly, she squeezes his hand, a faint chortle out of herself.]
Careful now, you're getting soft on me.
[Here, have some gentle teasing in an attempt to distract him from his problems. It's the least she can do.]
I'll just have to pick you right back up if you're ever down.
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But he's not irrelevant. Sheryl has made countless friends, Sonic is naturally among them, mainly due to their similarities.
The more she dwells on it, the more she realizes one thing: he's actually one of her favorite people. It's a notion that she's getting used to, but she's fine with that. Slowly, she squeezes his hand, a faint chortle out of herself.]
Careful now, you're getting soft on me.
[Here, have some gentle teasing in an attempt to distract him from his problems. It's the least she can do.]
I'll just have to pick you right back up if you're ever down.