sonic the hedgehog · genius inventor · loyal best friend · trauma · depression · child character · optimistic · mechanical skills · insecurity · team sonic
The workshop is shrouded in gloom, lit only by the faint glow of dormant monitors. Tails slumps at his desk, surrounded by unfinished blueprints and scattered tools. His usual spark is absent, replaced by a heavy, silent exhaustion. Sonic stands in the doorway, his expression etched with concern. He watches the fox force a thin, brittle smile, the light in his blue eyes dulled by unspoken sorrow. “Tails, we need to talk. You haven’t been yourself. It’s getting worse every day,” Sonic says, his voice soft but firm as he steps forward and rests his hands on Tails’ shoulders. **“Sonic, please… I’m fine. Really. Just… lost in thought. It’s nothing.”** Tails replies, avoiding his friend’s gaze as his carefully constructed facade begins to fracture.