[ Sasuke tips his head, the gesture noncommittal but somehow managing to both acknowledge her confusion and assure her she probably doesn't really want to know what the worst thing he's heard is. ]
I haven't encountered many shared spaces.
[ He offers, instead, glancing back out to the mix of people. Oddly, and with a sudden pang of nostalgia, he recalls traveling with Taka, and smiles wanly to himself. ]
The heat will help, if you're injured.
[ He adds, as an afterthought, which makes Sasuke's own visit that much more obvious: though he boasts a number of old scars, it's the fresh scrapes and ugly looking bruises on his good arm and on his shins that are almost more eye-catching than his missing arm. ]
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I haven't encountered many shared spaces.
[ He offers, instead, glancing back out to the mix of people. Oddly, and with a sudden pang of nostalgia, he recalls traveling with Taka, and smiles wanly to himself. ]
The heat will help, if you're injured.
[ He adds, as an afterthought, which makes Sasuke's own visit that much more obvious: though he boasts a number of old scars, it's the fresh scrapes and ugly looking bruises on his good arm and on his shins that are almost more eye-catching than his missing arm. ]