The meeting with Homura had been predictable, if nothing else. Parting ways with Ojou afterwards had left him wondering what, precisely, she was thinking after all of that. For his part, he was thinking about the coming nightshift.
Excluding the interference of any more cats, it was probably best to buddy up with her for the night...
Strolling out into the courtyard, not having much more of a mission other than to see if he couldn't observe a few more people, he paused a little ways through the few sparse trees. He was sure he could see Daemon off with a young boy, but more importantly he was also sure that grey smudge near the outer wall was Kirihara Naoya. The doll knew better than to think he could keep in touch with everyone he was bound to meet and get along with, but the kid was just one of those types. Like his entire life was one perpetually bad day--though with what he'd mentioned of his abilities and home life, that probably wasn't far off the mark.
He approached, but came short of stepping into Naoya's personal space. "Hey," he greeted easily. "Didn't we meet out here? Seems like a popular spot."
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Excluding the interference of any more cats, it was probably best to buddy up with her for the night...
Strolling out into the courtyard, not having much more of a mission other than to see if he couldn't observe a few more people, he paused a little ways through the few sparse trees. He was sure he could see Daemon off with a young boy, but more importantly he was also sure that grey smudge near the outer wall was Kirihara Naoya. The doll knew better than to think he could keep in touch with everyone he was bound to meet and get along with, but the kid was just one of those types. Like his entire life was one perpetually bad day--though with what he'd mentioned of his abilities and home life, that probably wasn't far off the mark.
He approached, but came short of stepping into Naoya's personal space. "Hey," he greeted easily. "Didn't we meet out here? Seems like a popular spot."