[ she laughs a little, just as tickled herself. though that quickly gets dragged down by whatever distant melancholy he's fostering, that bleeds into her head.
... ]
It wouldn't be locked up so tight if there weren't anything inside, right?
[ she feels... just a bit uncomfortable now, but at the same time, she tries to decipher whatever it is that's bothering him. an emotional squint, if you will. ]
C'mon.
[ she's gonna start climbing (carefully!) through one of the broken windows... ]
[ That discerning needle somewhere in the feed has him reeling that melancholy back so quickly. It was quiet already, but now it's barely detectable. It just. Feels. Off. ]
I'm coming.
[ Despite looking goofy, he slips through the window without hurting himself. No fear, but then alertness. ]
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[ Just a tease with little sparks of amusement, granted there is... Here we go with the emotions, a backdrop of sorrow. It's muted, but there. ]
But we have to see if there's maybe anything important here.
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... ]
It wouldn't be locked up so tight if there weren't anything inside, right?
[ she feels... just a bit uncomfortable now, but at the same time, she tries to decipher whatever it is that's bothering him. an emotional squint, if you will. ]
C'mon.
[ she's gonna start climbing (carefully!) through one of the broken windows... ]
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I'm coming.
[ Despite looking goofy, he slips through the window without hurting himself. No fear, but then alertness. ]
... You feel that?
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—she already has her kunai drawn. something's off about this place. ]
...Is there someone else here?
[ the building looks dilapidated however, and uninhabited save by dust and cobwebs. no sign of recent movement at all, other than theirs. ]