[ it takes him a moment or two to get his feet working (too long) before he hurries out and flits around the exhibit before he finally finds byakuya looking at what might as well be a mirror into his future before frantically tugging on his sleeve, other hand with a white knuckled grip on his empty juice pack. ] I don't want to be in here any more. W-we need to go!
[ be he certainly didn't want to go home, either. just maybe to see something soft. rabbits? a baby deer? just away from here. ]
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[ be he certainly didn't want to go home, either. just maybe to see something soft. rabbits? a baby deer? just away from here. ]