[He barks out a laugh at that, neither willing nor able to keep his reaction down.]
Yeah, sure. Why don't you try asking anybody we meet if they think there's something strange about suddenly missing exits here?
[He shakes his head, not waiting for an answer.] They won't believe you. You can swear up and down that the sky is blue and always has been and all you'll get is a funny look and the question if you're alright.
[Besides, what should he have reported? Forest fires and giant bugs the size of a van and an even bigger cat high on catnip that almost crushed him with a mistaken loving headbutt? Not to mention that ghost...
He shudders and trips over his feet at the memory of that screaming, wailing thing he had once encountered on the nightly streets.]
...nobody but other Retrospec users is going to believe me anyways. Oh right, you better expect some crazy packages being delivered to your door sooner or later as well.
[Why is he not surprised that the second door is a letdown as well? Raising an eyebrow Cutter leans against the threshold.]
After you, Mr. Aizawa. And by immolated I mean he set himself on fire. He burned and felt a big something about having broken a promise rather than the pain from the fire. I asked him if it wasn't a dream the first time I heard it.
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Yeah, sure. Why don't you try asking anybody we meet if they think there's something strange about suddenly missing exits here?
[He shakes his head, not waiting for an answer.] They won't believe you. You can swear up and down that the sky is blue and always has been and all you'll get is a funny look and the question if you're alright.
[Besides, what should he have reported? Forest fires and giant bugs the size of a van and an even bigger cat high on catnip that almost crushed him with a mistaken loving headbutt? Not to mention that ghost...
He shudders and trips over his feet at the memory of that screaming, wailing thing he had once encountered on the nightly streets.]
...nobody but other Retrospec users is going to believe me anyways. Oh right, you better expect some crazy packages being delivered to your door sooner or later as well.
[Why is he not surprised that the second door is a letdown as well? Raising an eyebrow Cutter leans against the threshold.]
After you, Mr. Aizawa. And by immolated I mean he set himself on fire. He burned and felt a big something about having broken a promise rather than the pain from the fire. I asked him if it wasn't a dream the first time I heard it.