[If there's a reason to stand and posture - alone in the middle of a frozen wasteland - Takasugi hasn't figured it out. He doesn't spare the display any more than a wandering eye, drawn to movement more than absurdity.
The snow has begun to soak through his tabi, thick wool only a buffer against the elements for so long. Stopping now would do nothing but delay his extremities freezing.
And...
What the hell is he supposed to do with such a friendly greeting. Takasugi's step slows, head turned entirely towards the man for just a moment. Long enough to stare. Blink, as the wind picks up and whips his eye.
Nope.
He turns away and continues walking, a gust howling at his back.]
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The snow has begun to soak through his tabi, thick wool only a buffer against the elements for so long. Stopping now would do nothing but delay his extremities freezing.
And...
What the hell is he supposed to do with such a friendly greeting. Takasugi's step slows, head turned entirely towards the man for just a moment. Long enough to stare. Blink, as the wind picks up and whips his eye.
Nope.
He turns away and continues walking, a gust howling at his back.]