Yeah, no problem... ( god, how was he going to navigate his way through this one with his navigator compromised? something in the back of his mind was creeping to the forefront. a world not their own, a swirling nebula of dreams... of a great width...
there's a glance futaba's way again. there was no way to tell what sort of state she was really in, thanks to that mask... )
I'll just have the house blend.
( and he'll take a seat. not too far from her, but not too close, either. )
you want a kumbhanda running around? cause thats how you get a kumbhanda running around...
there's a glance futaba's way again. there was no way to tell what sort of state she was really in, thanks to that mask... )
I'll just have the house blend.
( and he'll take a seat. not too far from her, but not too close, either. )