[ Meanwhile, Chuuya doesn't seem to tire at all. It might be how invested he is in this mission to find this hat. He's virtually tireless, constantly scanning the area for his beloved accessory. Everyone has something they hold dear, and for Chuuya ... it's his fucking hat.
He cocks and brow when they step, and he - once again - has to play charades with this guy whose name he can't even make out. ] What? Something on the floor?
[ There's nothing on the floor -- Oh. ] You wanna rest?
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He cocks and brow when they step, and he - once again - has to play charades with this guy whose name he can't even make out. ] What? Something on the floor?
[ There's nothing on the floor -- Oh. ] You wanna rest?