[ Softcore pornography and strange cat sweaters, the mark of friendship. Atsushi's looped his hand companion around his arm for ease, and he barely even registers it as an inconvenience at this point— he's too busy being vaguely happy about having found someone to talk to in this situation, like the true weenie that he is.
He's still getting used to being told that he's not a burden for breathing in someone's general vicinity, so the sentiment that's being shared is, in fact, a welcome one. ]
Aha... thank you, Nobunaga-san. I'll do my best to keep up with you, don't worry.
[ Time to try to make himself useful, then...! He doesn't see anything that could be an actual end to this game, save for one building in the distance that looks mildly less decrepit compared to the others. That could be their endgoal...? Maybe...? ]
Speaking of trash mountain— that building over there looks less run-down than the rest. Maybe there's a clue, or something we can use to get these off our hands, at the very least...
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He's still getting used to being told that he's not a burden for breathing in someone's general vicinity, so the sentiment that's being shared is, in fact, a welcome one. ]
Aha... thank you, Nobunaga-san. I'll do my best to keep up with you, don't worry.
[ Time to try to make himself useful, then...! He doesn't see anything that could be an actual end to this game, save for one building in the distance that looks mildly less decrepit compared to the others. That could be their endgoal...? Maybe...? ]
Speaking of trash mountain— that building over there looks less run-down than the rest. Maybe there's a clue, or something we can use to get these off our hands, at the very least...