(He's hearing something he shouldn't but one can't exactly turn off their ears. He takes in the experience and combined with the darkness, thre's just this sense of dread that wells within him... And all he can do is force it back down. Shove it down to the bottom of his heart, clasp a lid tight over it, and leave only the calm.
When the man looks up at Tsurumaru, there he is, in all of his white, and with that air of unnatural but carefully perfected calm. He waves one hand lightly in the air, brushing off the thanks,)
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When the man looks up at Tsurumaru, there he is, in all of his white, and with that air of unnatural but carefully perfected calm. He waves one hand lightly in the air, brushing off the thanks,)
It was nothing.
(He's casual.)
I had fun and was even surprised.