[The advantage of not having social skills is that Li is not afraid to say the quiet parts out loud, as evidenced by her relatively calm delivery of what would be, under any other circumstances, a very strange statement.
Donatello looks just like he did in the dream, green skin, dark black eyes she wishes she could have herself, and that distinct purple bandanna. It's him. It has to be him, there's no one else it could be, and yet somehow it seems almost too good to be true, that he would be here along with her. Then he says her name and the reality becomes undeniable.
She smiles, soft and relieved and so, so glad to see him.]
Nǐ hǎo, Donatello. It's good to see you again. I was worried I wouldn't see you again.
[She missed him. For all that their acquaintanceship was brief, he treated her like a person, and Li would never forget that, that easy acceptance and instant validation of her humanity.]
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Donatello looks just like he did in the dream, green skin, dark black eyes she wishes she could have herself, and that distinct purple bandanna. It's him. It has to be him, there's no one else it could be, and yet somehow it seems almost too good to be true, that he would be here along with her. Then he says her name and the reality becomes undeniable.
She smiles, soft and relieved and so, so glad to see him.]
Nǐ hǎo, Donatello. It's good to see you again. I was worried I wouldn't see you again.
[She missed him. For all that their acquaintanceship was brief, he treated her like a person, and Li would never forget that, that easy acceptance and instant validation of her humanity.]
How've you been?