[he habitually perks up at the mention, but hesitates a bit before walking on. can't get on a train anyway - no ID, and making himself known as that MIA officer rips away the chance he has to root out the remains of the lab in relative secrecy. even so...it feels wrong to just...]
...
[sigh. focus, Yuuki. focus on the path that needs to be taken.
Manabu tries to paint the street views to memory while reaching corners, winded but not utterly worn out; he'd appreciate not feeling like a nap already, but he can fight it off without wobbling or nodding off.
fair weather and streets alive but not crowded help make him feel less estranged from living in general, though it ever remains tinged with the ache that he's not where he's supposed to be: errand runners, dog walkers, parents with kids too little for school...
none of them seem to be aware or affected by what happened outside of town. that's something of a relief.]
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on 2024-05-06 12:15 pm (UTC)...
[sigh. focus, Yuuki. focus on the path that needs to be taken.
Manabu tries to paint the street views to memory while reaching corners, winded but not utterly worn out; he'd appreciate not feeling like a nap already, but he can fight it off without wobbling or nodding off.
fair weather and streets alive but not crowded help make him feel less estranged from living in general, though it ever remains tinged with the ache that he's not where he's supposed to be: errand runners, dog walkers, parents with kids too little for school...
none of them seem to be aware or affected by what happened outside of town. that's something of a relief.]