[ no ceremonious gentleness as he takes the coat from him either. in all manner of speaking, Kagami is smaller than him; neither his bulk nor his length would be covered by wearing it properly, and so Getou begins tying the arms around the dip of his waist. it'll keep his ass and crotch covered and until he can find better accommodations, get his bearings, realign the compass. ]
[ gaze finding the man near him again, it's a somber, assessing thing, mouth curved into a frown and bookended by a lifeless hangs of black hair. just before it might be time to ask him what the fuck he's looking at: ]
I owe you. [ it's not like he meant to traumatize a normie — and at the very least, he still feels some personal responsibility. a finger raises. ] Just one.
[ and with that he turns to walk away, disinterested in giving Kagami a means to reach him apparently — but maybe someday he'll put eyes on the network username dragonlord and have an inkling. ]
don't look at me
[ gaze finding the man near him again, it's a somber, assessing thing, mouth curved into a frown and bookended by a lifeless hangs of black hair. just before it might be time to ask him what the fuck he's looking at: ]
I owe you. [ it's not like he meant to traumatize a normie — and at the very least, he still feels some personal responsibility. a finger raises. ] Just one.
[ and with that he turns to walk away, disinterested in giving Kagami a means to reach him apparently — but maybe someday he'll put eyes on the network username dragonlord and have an inkling. ]