that's the price we pay when we living on the otherside
After months in Darrow with no sign at all of a way back - no sudden revelations of insight, no Mephisto appearing, no Yukio - nobody to whisk Rin out of a problem he has no hope of solving himself ... he feels like he's going stir crazy. Like he just wants to scratch until his skin comes off and he can crawl out of it. That jittery feeling of edging hopelessness is enough to take him out on the streets without eating supper. The frown on his face is enough to send him away from the crowds.
e finds himself where he's only been before briefly, the abandoned boardwalk. Normally it might be a sign of a boom economy slowly deflating like a flan in a cupboard, but in Darrow ... he doesn't know. It just makes him wonder.
It makes him jumpy, too. Which is why he turns, hand still outreached for the door to a large building that looks like it might have been an arcade, to scan the street behind him. Despite himself and mental assurances that it's probably his imagination, he cn't shake the feeling someone else is out there. And it has him wound tiht as a startled cat.
"Hello?" he calls, the word in English smoother than it might have been on first arrival. He's made good use of it in Darrow.
e finds himself where he's only been before briefly, the abandoned boardwalk. Normally it might be a sign of a boom economy slowly deflating like a flan in a cupboard, but in Darrow ... he doesn't know. It just makes him wonder.
It makes him jumpy, too. Which is why he turns, hand still outreached for the door to a large building that looks like it might have been an arcade, to scan the street behind him. Despite himself and mental assurances that it's probably his imagination, he cn't shake the feeling someone else is out there. And it has him wound tiht as a startled cat.
"Hello?" he calls, the word in English smoother than it might have been on first arrival. He's made good use of it in Darrow.
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"I like cats a lot. At home, I have a familiar who's a cat. His name's Blackie. But ... he didn't come here with me. Still, I bet he's doing okay for himself. Cats are like that."
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"I've never had a cat. I think I'd like one someday."
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"Who are you living with?" Rin asks. "Maybe they'll let you have a cat. I'm sure you'll pick out a good one."
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"Do you live with someone?"
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His brow knits a little as he considers how to answer Aggie. Rin scratches at the tip of his nose. "I don't live with anyone here. But it doesn't matter. The guy who raised me died a little over a year ago. It's just me and my little brother since then, and we do okay. I miss my brother sometimes, but it's better that he's not here."
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He hopes that Barbara won't mind that, whoever she is. He knows the impression that he can give people.
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"Sometimes I think this city helps me find people like me."
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"That's a really nice way of looking at things, Aggie. I like it."
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And now...It's so, so different and she never wants to go back to a time without all of her companions.