[Takao has been pacing around the village, because of course he has - there's nothing better to do, and a big residential area has opened recently too, it's interesting to see how those flickering ruined areas resolve into so many real places. The number of people who lived here... used to live here? That part's almost creepy, but it's a distraction from how many people are dying in real life, how many of the other ghosts put each other here. He's happy to gather with the others, of course, but it's not like everyone is together to investigate every single new happening as a complete team, and Monday is no reason to make an exception, they have no reason to expect someone will be deda--
If Takao didn't have the hawk eye, when he came back to the bonfire he'd be about ready to trip over Hanyuu, all distinct and solid looking. As it is, he manages to increase his pace in a controlled way instead, jogging over to stand nearby and lean down to talk at her with his hands on his kneecaps.]
Holy shit! Hanyuu-chan, are you okay?
[He winces at how inadequate the consoling words are, yet this scrunches up his face with almost more sincerity.]
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If Takao didn't have the hawk eye, when he came back to the bonfire he'd be about ready to trip over Hanyuu, all distinct and solid looking. As it is, he manages to increase his pace in a controlled way instead, jogging over to stand nearby and lean down to talk at her with his hands on his kneecaps.]
Holy shit! Hanyuu-chan, are you okay?
[He winces at how inadequate the consoling words are, yet this scrunches up his face with almost more sincerity.]