[There's no way Sugata can't feel the lingering worry in Takuto's soul. He'd gone to Sugata's apartment and found no one there, and then had tried to track his best friend down in the middle of a sandstorm with the sudden revelation that there were things in the storm. Kishin eggs.
And Sugata has a broken arm, no less. Even if it's mostly healed, that doesn't mean Sugata's in any kind of fighting shape! Sugata can be as bummed about heading home as he likes, but Takuto isn't going to budge on this.
He holds up a hand to try to better shield his face as he takes a look around to get a better idea of their surroundings. And it's basically sand everywhere.]
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[There's no way Sugata can't feel the lingering worry in Takuto's soul. He'd gone to Sugata's apartment and found no one there, and then had tried to track his best friend down in the middle of a sandstorm with the sudden revelation that there were things in the storm. Kishin eggs.
And Sugata has a broken arm, no less. Even if it's mostly healed, that doesn't mean Sugata's in any kind of fighting shape! Sugata can be as bummed about heading home as he likes, but Takuto isn't going to budge on this.
He holds up a hand to try to better shield his face as he takes a look around to get a better idea of their surroundings. And it's basically sand everywhere.]