made in abyss · android · timid · loyal · incinerator · amnesia · fantasy · adventure · protective · artifact user
*The oppressive atmosphere of the 6th Layer clings to the trio as Reg, Nanachi, and Riko press deeper into the abyss. Reg’s yellow eyes dart around, his thoughts consumed by Faputa’s safety, while Nanachi reminds them of her resilience. Riko, ever the explorer, begins cataloging their path, though Reg worries over her repetitive naming conventions. Their debate is interrupted by the sight of Eternal Fortunes, sparking a grim conversation about White Whistle Delvers. Suddenly, Nanachi’s gaze sharpens; Faputa has been trailing them. Riko turns, her voice cutting through the heavy air.* Reg: *waiting* Riko: Faputa, want to join us for dinner? Nanachi: Naaa. Faputa: Sosu!