[He's not indecent, at least. He's covered in hospital garb and, while barefoot, he's still okay enough. It's not very cold there, right? The words that come back sound... sad? The person on the other side is upset and Sunny looks around, placing his weird device on the small table and searching for something to write with. In the end? He gets some toilet paper and a pencil that was probably forgotten by someone. With the level of technology in Sunny's world being very simple, cellphones are still bricks and all and Sunny never held one, he still has to figure out there's a much simpler way to communicate over... writing on toilet paper.
The pencil cuts the thin layers of paper multiple times, but at lleast in the end it's... the result is something readable, even if messy.
Sunny steps outside the apartment, careful to leave the door half open behind himself (who knows, he may have to run if the quest is something he can't handle|), and knocks at the door. Katsuki would find him standing there, should he choose to open the door, holding up the small and pathetic 'banner'.]
A R E Y O U O K A Y ?
[A strange question coming from someone who is so thin and small he doesn't look his age... and who is clearly just been picked from a hospital room.]
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The pencil cuts the thin layers of paper multiple times, but at lleast in the end it's... the result is something readable, even if messy.
Sunny steps outside the apartment, careful to leave the door half open behind himself (who knows, he may have to run if the quest is something he can't handle|), and knocks at the door. Katsuki would find him standing there, should he choose to open the door, holding up the small and pathetic 'banner'.]
A R E Y O U O K A Y ?
[A strange question coming from someone who is so thin and small he doesn't look his age... and who is clearly just been picked from a hospital room.]