[ convenient, nisaka thinks, letting his gaze shift down to the ground between them, finding himself unable to really look directly at that smile. he wonders if he woul smile nearly that much, if he had had such freedoms. ]
Good luck finding her here, [ he murmurs, not meaning to sound as bitter as he does.
he shifts, starting to move again. ] What was that about boars earlier?
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Good luck finding her here, [ he murmurs, not meaning to sound as bitter as he does.
he shifts, starting to move again. ] What was that about boars earlier?