[ there's a brief hint of a single-syllabled sound as a stray piece of wood comes his way. he winces instinctively, more at the concept that takasugi seems irked than anything else. though, when he takes a peek at his face...
yeah, he can't really tell, after all.
still, he begins dusting his hands off as he joins takasugi. peeking over his shoulder as he also does his best to discern the content of the letters. oddly enough they seem to trace back to mundane things like the weather. truly puzzling stuff. vane doesn't get why they'd go through all the trouble of hiding out here to spend time writing this, but he supposes ... thinking through this stuff has never been his strong suit.
but, while he's curious enough to ask takasugi, it looks like they don't have a lot of leisure in that regard. ]
Mm! There's no doubt about it. [ the smoke, the stew .... they were all still pretty fresh tracks that led to that conclusion. its why he picks his spear he's propped on the side and he turns back to takasugi. ] Let's try chasing him out then—
(1/2) spicy, i'm into this
yeah, he can't really tell, after all.
still, he begins dusting his hands off as he joins takasugi. peeking over his shoulder as he also does his best to discern the content of the letters. oddly enough they seem to trace back to mundane things like the weather. truly puzzling stuff. vane doesn't get why they'd go through all the trouble of hiding out here to spend time writing this, but he supposes ... thinking through this stuff has never been his strong suit.
but, while he's curious enough to ask takasugi, it looks like they don't have a lot of leisure in that regard. ]
Mm! There's no doubt about it. [ the smoke, the stew .... they were all still pretty fresh tracks that led to that conclusion. its why he picks his spear he's propped on the side and he turns back to takasugi. ] Let's try chasing him out then—