[ Were Bendy aware of the full scope of what he'd seen, his commiseration would only deepen. As is, however, all he knows is the sight made the lady sad, and his job--as poor a job as he's done of it so far--is to cheer people up.
The leaves, with their unwelcome reminders and accusing whispers, aren't so easy to get away from as just walking in a different direction. The best thing to do, then, was provide distraction! Bendy hops a few steps forward and begins walking backwards ahead of Ursula to keep her attention on him.
He mimes pulling up his sleeves, wiggles his fingers, and from behind his back produces a bundle of fallen branches. Waving one hand over them, Bendy snaps his fingers and--
Trips ass over end, because walking backwards down a forest tunnel makes it very hard to look out for roots in your path. ]
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The leaves, with their unwelcome reminders and accusing whispers, aren't so easy to get away from as just walking in a different direction. The best thing to do, then, was provide distraction! Bendy hops a few steps forward and begins walking backwards ahead of Ursula to keep her attention on him.
He mimes pulling up his sleeves, wiggles his fingers, and from behind his back produces a bundle of fallen branches. Waving one hand over them, Bendy snaps his fingers and--
Trips ass over end, because walking backwards down a forest tunnel makes it very hard to look out for roots in your path. ]