"I'm pretty sure a baby in a suit doesn't exactly blend in with the rest of 'em," Shinjiro couldn't help but quip, but. Still. It's a ridiculous idea and yet he rolled with it. "I'll let you know if I see him, too."
Shinjiro frowned, shoulders now hunched higher up toward his ears, as he considered that offer. It's clear Gokudera was trying to do him a solid in turn. He's so used to pretending he had nobody he cared about on the streets, even being back with S.E.E.S. for a week didn't break him free from that. But yeah, if someone else he knew wound up here - he wanted to know. If only to make absolutely certain they hadn't died, like he did.
But the silence was likely awkward and heavy as he considered his answer.
"There's a kid, 'bout ten. Light brown hair, answers to Amada. There's a guy my age, short hair that's kinda silver like yours, wears gloves all th' time, name's Sanada. A girl my age with red hair, real knockout, Kirijo." Shinjiro frowned a little deeper. "A quiet kid, round your age, dark blue hair, probably got head phones on, Arisato. Kid your age wearing a ball cap and a real dumb goatee, Iori. Girl your age, prolly in pink, trendy haircut, Takeba. Or this girl, dark hair, real quiet and shy, Yamagishi."
He thought if Aigis showed up, she wouldn't be subtle about it. Would probably shoot down a few walls trying to find Arisato. "You see any of those guys ... try to find out if they remember bein alive, like you. Or if they're like me."
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Shinjiro frowned, shoulders now hunched higher up toward his ears, as he considered that offer. It's clear Gokudera was trying to do him a solid in turn. He's so used to pretending he had nobody he cared about on the streets, even being back with S.E.E.S. for a week didn't break him free from that. But yeah, if someone else he knew wound up here - he wanted to know. If only to make absolutely certain they hadn't died, like he did.
But the silence was likely awkward and heavy as he considered his answer.
"There's a kid, 'bout ten. Light brown hair, answers to Amada. There's a guy my age, short hair that's kinda silver like yours, wears gloves all th' time, name's Sanada. A girl my age with red hair, real knockout, Kirijo." Shinjiro frowned a little deeper. "A quiet kid, round your age, dark blue hair, probably got head phones on, Arisato. Kid your age wearing a ball cap and a real dumb goatee, Iori. Girl your age, prolly in pink, trendy haircut, Takeba. Or this girl, dark hair, real quiet and shy, Yamagishi."
He thought if Aigis showed up, she wouldn't be subtle about it. Would probably shoot down a few walls trying to find Arisato. "You see any of those guys ... try to find out if they remember bein alive, like you. Or if they're like me."