[The sentiment might have been shared but it could have been a number of things. Gin's world had been one he rarely dipped his toes in--at least amongst people in the physical world. In the spiritual world, Fukuchi's hand was a familiar sight. Even so, the bleak-looking man with a faded crew-cut staring at him from a number of tables over wore an old scar by his temple that looked as if it had healed quite incorrectly. Puffing at a cigar, he'd occasionally mutter something to a young woman at his side. She would listen, nod, and tap away at her phone.
It could have meant a great number of things. Kisuke decided not to test it and simply huddled a little closer to Gin, shoulders hunched. A little hushed--]
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Date: 2023-01-13 02:39 pm (UTC)[The sentiment might have been shared but it could have been a number of things. Gin's world had been one he rarely dipped his toes in--at least amongst people in the physical world. In the spiritual world, Fukuchi's hand was a familiar sight. Even so, the bleak-looking man with a faded crew-cut staring at him from a number of tables over wore an old scar by his temple that looked as if it had healed quite incorrectly. Puffing at a cigar, he'd occasionally mutter something to a young woman at his side. She would listen, nod, and tap away at her phone.
It could have meant a great number of things. Kisuke decided not to test it and simply huddled a little closer to Gin, shoulders hunched. A little hushed--]
You think he's envious that I came here with you?