"It's fine," Kyousuke shrugged, content to fall to the middle of the group for now. "I"m Tsurugi Kyousuke. Nice to meet you." That was as far as he went with introductions; as Tsubaki said, they could do them properly some other time, when there weren't other things they should be focusing on.
His eyes narrowed at the familiar sound of static cracking through the intercom system, but the voices that came out weren't the ones anyone was expecting. It was hard to say if the broadcast was intentional or not; they seemed to be in the middle of a conversation, but at the same, that timing seeming a little too convenient. It didn't matter, though—it got the message across either way.
"Black lung..." the boy repeated. "It sounds like they're in a mine." Was there something like that around here? He'd never heard of anything like that, but he hadn't bothered learning much about the surrounding area. "But it sounds like it doesn't concern us." If they wanted to get to the third floor, chasing after more radios would be counterproductive.
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His eyes narrowed at the familiar sound of static cracking through the intercom system, but the voices that came out weren't the ones anyone was expecting. It was hard to say if the broadcast was intentional or not; they seemed to be in the middle of a conversation, but at the same, that timing seeming a little too convenient. It didn't matter, though—it got the message across either way.
"Black lung..." the boy repeated. "It sounds like they're in a mine." Was there something like that around here? He'd never heard of anything like that, but he hadn't bothered learning much about the surrounding area. "But it sounds like it doesn't concern us." If they wanted to get to the third floor, chasing after more radios would be counterproductive.