[ He's only been here all of once, but he's unlikely to ever forget. (He'd been piss poor then and still early into his probation... It had truly been a celebration for the handful of thieves to splurge on fine dining after their first successful heist.) And even if the hotel isn't anywhere as homey as Leblanc, Akira's still hit with a strong sense of nostalgia, a note of longing ringing within the memory. ...It immediately becomes obvious, however, that this isn't just some dreamlike sequence but an eerily exact recreation of May 5th.
(There's Ann and Ryuji on either side of him, multiple dinner plates already loaded with abundant spoils from the buffet. Neither teen responds to his verbal prompts, chattering as if on script, and he blinks down to the (not) cat sharing his seat.) ]
Morgana?
[ If memory serves him right, he ought to be flabbergasted about beans right about now... But it seems as if he misses his line entirely, trying instead to bound over to the food. ]
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(There's Ann and Ryuji on either side of him, multiple dinner plates already loaded with abundant spoils from the buffet. Neither teen responds to his verbal prompts, chattering as if on script, and he blinks down to the (not) cat sharing his seat.) ]
Morgana?
[ If memory serves him right, he ought to be flabbergasted about beans right about now... But it seems as if he misses his line entirely, trying instead to bound over to the food. ]