A darkening, guilty sigh escaped his lips as he carried the book in hand, leaving the bookstore without waiting for the change, without waiting for a single plastic bag to be passed to his appendage -- no, he simply dashed, out to chase the younger girl, in fear she might be within the danger of the outside world. "--That was really too far," mutterings futile as stars within the halcyon day's atmosphere, the amaranthine venom within his heart grew merciless by each striking second, for his clear eyes sought for the girl and saw nothing.
Yet inquiring others of such individual would never be a problem, for her height was unusual, yet not a second would he complain, not a second would he judge her for her height or appearance because she was attractive within her years, amongst her peers perhaps -- for she held a certain mirror of fragility upon her facet. Therefore, with her unique height did he placed a high disquisition against his tiers, to seek for her location as the crowds before him pointed towards a direction -- the Aquarium.
It wouldn't be surprising if she sought a corner to cry there, after all. The tranquil atmosphere such places displayed were already an attraction, especially for lovers themselves.
Without a single thought, the man arrived upon the counter of the attraction, to question if a small damsel passed through -- to receive an answer, with a puzzled expression. Suzuya sighed, relief beginning to wash over his heart, yet still a trace of anxiety would not ever leave. The man paid for two tickets, "One for the girl, and one for me. You did mention that she didn't pay for it, right?"
-- The real search within the darkness was an eventual event, and Suzuya had to be patient upon walking in -- noting that there were other customers without appearing too suspicious. He did not call out for her, nor did he looked around wherever there were customers around, and upon arriving at the entrance of a room with a single girl sat upon the bench, he could not brave himself to face her.
Well, at the very least, she is safe..., what was he pursued for within his line of brainworks, and with that in mind he walked towards her, to note that her facet was obscured by her knees. The man dared to not make a single noise, placing the book beside her upon the wooden, timber bench, prior to turning back, if only to hope that she would not notice him, but the book.