[Silence sets in, but it isn't heavy. The scenery could look eerie to some, a forgotten ship, torn to shreds but still flickering with life. Snow, ethereal and undisturbed but for the flecks that dance in filtered sunlight.
An unsettling calm.
Takasugi doesn't mind it; he idly studies the jagged edges of metal as he waits.
Eventually, when she's dropped several pieces of scrap, Takasugi removes his outer haori. Cold rushes up his back as he spreads the garment on the ground and loads it with foreign devices. He's not about to leave the bulk of a bountiful find for someone else-
Though he does leave some of it out for her.] You sure you'll be able to carry all of this?
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An unsettling calm.
Takasugi doesn't mind it; he idly studies the jagged edges of metal as he waits.
Eventually, when she's dropped several pieces of scrap, Takasugi removes his outer haori. Cold rushes up his back as he spreads the garment on the ground and loads it with foreign devices. He's not about to leave the bulk of a bountiful find for someone else-
Though he does leave some of it out for her.] You sure you'll be able to carry all of this?