[ It's not exactly that he's forgotten the curfew. Even at home, it's dangerous to be out late; adults worry over getting robbed or murdered, children fret about -
Hm. Something, huh. Some... something. Children worry about... getting eaten? Only halfway? Getting their legs broken? Who knows.
For whatever reason, he can never seem to recall how that goes, exactly. At any rate, adults worry over getting robbed or murdered. He doesn't have much in the way of money here, but the second might be cause for alarm after last week. They weren't even able to execute the right person; some of that blame lies on his shoulders, so he should be careful. If they want to get to the bottom of this - not that he has much to offer in terms of smarts - he's got to keep his head up. And everyone else's too.
So he stays out a little late, takes stock of the museum and gardens and town hall to note anything interesting, and is careful turning on his heel, alert.
Not that he was expecting an attack from the roof, mind, but the voice alerts him to it in the nick of time - with a fright he hurriedly raises his arms to guard from the kick. If nothing else he needs to keep his head shielded. ]
- T-That's not any way to greet someone... is it -
[ Kamui is already a bad son! Be nice to old men. ]
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Hm. Something, huh. Some... something. Children worry about... getting eaten? Only halfway? Getting their legs broken? Who knows.
For whatever reason, he can never seem to recall how that goes, exactly. At any rate, adults worry over getting robbed or murdered. He doesn't have much in the way of money here, but the second might be cause for alarm after last week. They weren't even able to execute the right person; some of that blame lies on his shoulders, so he should be careful. If they want to get to the bottom of this - not that he has much to offer in terms of smarts - he's got to keep his head up. And everyone else's too.
So he stays out a little late, takes stock of the museum and gardens and town hall to note anything interesting, and is careful turning on his heel, alert.
Not that he was expecting an attack from the roof, mind, but the voice alerts him to it in the nick of time - with a fright he hurriedly raises his arms to guard from the kick. If nothing else he needs to keep his head shielded. ]
- T-That's not any way to greet someone... is it -
[ Kamui is already a bad son! Be nice to old men. ]