[this isn't ideal, but Manabu's never been the most sensible anyway. he borrows Grey's arm for help to sit down, grimacing. he feels like hell, which is...appropriate, but not helpful, because after moving these bags, he needs to figure out what among that spy's pockets may have survived the jostled journey.]
Well. I guess he'll have a few hassles of his own without this... [an ID card for...something. he squints.] Storage and logistics? Maybe a dayjob...
[the rifling is a bit lethargic, because it's cold, he's nauseous, and he's stuck with the dread feeling that the wheels have officially come off of this investigation. how is he going to salvage this in this state? think, Yuuki...]
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[this isn't ideal, but Manabu's never been the most sensible anyway. he borrows Grey's arm for help to sit down, grimacing. he feels like hell, which is...appropriate, but not helpful, because after moving these bags, he needs to figure out what among that spy's pockets may have survived the jostled journey.]
Well. I guess he'll have a few hassles of his own without this... [an ID card for...something. he squints.] Storage and logistics? Maybe a dayjob...
[the rifling is a bit lethargic, because it's cold, he's nauseous, and he's stuck with the dread feeling that the wheels have officially come off of this investigation. how is he going to salvage this in this state? think, Yuuki...]