[ There's a little outlet store; it looks like it was a salon of some kind, once upon a time. Most of it has been scavenged already, but Wataru only needs it for the very basic seating. A couple of rough chairs, meant for sitting in while you wait—or that was their use, once upon a time.
For now, their use is different, and Wataru is finally placing Eichi down onto his feet next to them, so he can sit down. ]
Bleeding, you say? [ He's just going to... pretend he didn't really feel it, and takes his own seat. ] So I am. Quite amazing, how the human body works at times. I hardly noticed it at all.
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For now, their use is different, and Wataru is finally placing Eichi down onto his feet next to them, so he can sit down. ]
Bleeding, you say? [ He's just going to... pretend he didn't really feel it, and takes his own seat. ] So I am. Quite amazing, how the human body works at times. I hardly noticed it at all.