After lunch with Kenren and Hanatarou, Nataku had left them both to their own devices. He didn't think Hantarou would get into any trouble in a town like this, and Kenren was Kenren. Any trouble he got into he'd get out of just fine. They could have explored together, he supposed, but he was surprised to find himself seeking solitude as the day drew on. He'd thought he would never get tired of spending time playing and talking with friends. Apparently, he needed time to move at his own pace too. Time to figure out what else he was supposed to be. It had never bothered him before, just living for small freedoms and knowing what he never wanted to become, but now that he had some choice in the matter, what did he want? Unless something changed, it was a question with no answer.
On the opposite side of the town, he found another park. It was more rundown and wild looking than the one they'd arrived in but it was a park none the less and, more importantly, there were trees he could climb here if he avoided the ever-present nurses. He ditched his gloves on the ground and pulled himself up into the lower branches of an oak. If he kept climbing, would the orderlies come up after him? Could they even climb trees?
Well, the day was almost over anyway. If he was only allowed to come here once a week, he might as well make the time he had worth it. Maybe there would even be a nest in the higher branches. He braced his foot against the trunk and reached up for the next branch.
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After lunch with Kenren and Hanatarou, Nataku had left them both to their own devices. He didn't think Hantarou would get into any trouble in a town like this, and Kenren was Kenren. Any trouble he got into he'd get out of just fine. They could have explored together, he supposed, but he was surprised to find himself seeking solitude as the day drew on. He'd thought he would never get tired of spending time playing and talking with friends. Apparently, he needed time to move at his own pace too. Time to figure out what else he was supposed to be. It had never bothered him before, just living for small freedoms and knowing what he never wanted to become, but now that he had some choice in the matter, what did he want? Unless something changed, it was a question with no answer.
On the opposite side of the town, he found another park. It was more rundown and wild looking than the one they'd arrived in but it was a park none the less and, more importantly, there were trees he could climb here if he avoided the ever-present nurses. He ditched his gloves on the ground and pulled himself up into the lower branches of an oak. If he kept climbing, would the orderlies come up after him? Could they even climb trees?
Well, the day was almost over anyway. If he was only allowed to come here once a week, he might as well make the time he had worth it. Maybe there would even be a nest in the higher branches. He braced his foot against the trunk and reached up for the next branch.