[ It's always one surprise after the other here, isn't it? (He shouldn't be so taken aback. This is really just another sort of cognition, a landscape built inside their own minds.) Still, it isn't normal suddenly stepping from one building—one ward into another. From Shibuya to Yongenjaya in less than two heartbeats.
...Weird to be spectators this time around, too, instead of participants. He has to grin a little at the expense of his past self. The illustrious leader of the Phantom Thieves, brought to wit's end.
He grins down at his buddy, shifting his weight slightly so he can poke back lightly in return, fingertip scritching just under Morgana's chin. ]
It's cause you were that heavy that I couldn't.
[ He crouches down to release his charge before taking a look around himself, unable to keep the nostalgia from his voice. ]
...When was this?
[ Ironically, even if it's partly his memory (partly Morgana's), he can't actually place which specific night it had fallen on. (He can sort of get a sense however, from the various memorabilia decorating his room... Probably around the time he got that figure from Futaba...) ]
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...Weird to be spectators this time around, too, instead of participants. He has to grin a little at the expense of his past self. The illustrious leader of the Phantom Thieves, brought to wit's end.
He grins down at his buddy, shifting his weight slightly so he can poke back lightly in return, fingertip scritching just under Morgana's chin. ]
It's cause you were that heavy that I couldn't.
[ He crouches down to release his charge before taking a look around himself, unable to keep the nostalgia from his voice. ]
...When was this?
[ Ironically, even if it's partly his memory (partly Morgana's), he can't actually place which specific night it had fallen on. (He can sort of get a sense however, from the various memorabilia decorating his room... Probably around the time he got that figure from Futaba...) ]