This is my providence

indie rp. blog for Saionji Nail from YGO Sevens. written by Lina open for crossovers. Check out verse page or ask.

[littleprovidence]

//: stardustedknight​

Ryoken’s shoulders stiffened. 

“Teach you?” He repeated, if only to clarify he had heard Nail correctly. Such a question shouldn’t be all too surprising, yet it effectively caught Ryoken off-guard. 

“It’s a complicated language that shouldn’t exist,” he pinched the space between his eyes, “and it takes time to fully understand and use it. I didn’t have neither time nor patience to show it to anyone else. The Knights of Hanoi were the only ones who needed it, anyways. Thus, two people knowing it was more than enough.”

Heaving a sigh, Ryoken pondered over whether or not he should reveal more. Certainly, it would lead to more questions — including questions he might rather avoid.  

“There’s not much you know about this side of the family, is there?”

The reaction he got to his question wasn’t one Nail had expected. After all, there was nothing bad about learning new things, right? Knowledge was power and such, so why was Ryoken reacting like that? 

More so...why was he saying that language shouldn’t exist? “I don’t understand.” he replied in the end, frowning. Nail wasn’t really a fan of not understanding something and he never had heard about some kind of forbidden language before, so what was so bad about that one? 

Well eventually he got at least the confirmation for what he already had expected to begin with. Even though he barely knew anything about Den City and what had happened around, he at least had heard of the Knights of Hanoi. It was difficult not to when you were a hacker yourself. Even more so, when you were using cyberse cards. 

A sigh left the little boys lips though. “Well there had been no one around to tell me I guess?” A shrug followed shortly after. Maybe someone had told him something about this side of the family, but he would have been too young to remember. Surely he had lost his parents only a few weeks ago but honestly, he hadn’t seen them around ever since he started working for Goha anyways so there hadn’t really been anyone to tell him. 

“Well the social worker told me you’re mother had been my aunt but that’s it I guess?” 

[littleprovidence]

//: stardustedknight​

Frankly, Ryoken hadn’t quite expected it to be this easy, yet Nail showed no signs of protest and did not make an attempt to argue. The internet had warned him about that — how lucky he seemed to be, for once. 

“Thus, you observe the town all day?” The conclusion was phrased more like a question than anything. Shifting from one foot to the other, Ryoken looked aside, for a brief moment. He felt awkward. Small-Talk wasn’t his area of expertise.

Fortunately, the conversation seemed to shift with his aforementioned offer.

“My father created it. You wouldn’t see it around often because the Knights of Hanoi are the only ones that occasionally make use of it. It makes a decent number of processes easier and quicker, if you know how to read it. But, no one apart from myself can properly do so.”

With the Ignis and his father gone, it was destined to be erased from existence, too. One day.

“We call it an Ignis algorithm.”

Admittedly, the word felt strange on his tongue, now. Ryoken hadn’t used it in a while — and he would prefer to never speak it out again, really.  

For a moment Nail stayed silent, thinking about his next words, about the question the other one just had asked. "I used to." he replied in the end. Before he had met Yuga and the other's his day hadn't been anything else after all. It wasn't until then, that he started to do more. To act more like his age.

In the end he was rather  glad about the change of topic though, even if Ryokens father, his uncle, was a topic that barely anyone dared to speak about around here. Nail hadn't figured out why exactly it was like that, he hadn't really tried yet either.

"Can you teach me?" he eventually asked curiously, while he looked at the other one. Ignis algorithm. Ignis. It was a word he hadn't heard of before. What was it exactly the other one was talking about?

"This... Ignis algorithm? It looks interesting and if you say you're the only one being able to use it... why didn't you show it others?"

[littleprovidence]

//:stardustedknight​

A single eyebrow was raised in response to Nail’s words. Ryoken hadn’t expected an honest answer. Yet, hearing him mention the city was a bit bizarre - why would an eleven-year-old feel the need to keep an eye on his hometown? Deciding not to bother with it, Ryoken discarded such questions and took one, two more steps to stand next to where Nail was sat.

“I am asking,” Ryoken raised his duel disk, projecting an external screen, “because I thought it better to see if you would be truthful, at least, before lecturing you.”

An Ignis Algorithm was all but unbreakable for an outsider, thus he did not perceive Nail a threat. Still, Ryoken thought a fair warning would be adequate to avoid possible problems. They hadn’t properly talked about house rules before, anyways. Perhaps, it was about time to do so. 

“I created more than half of what you are vainly attempting to mess with. There is nothing that doesn’t catch my eye. You may feel free to ask about the codes, if you are interested, but you will not, under any circumstances, fiddle with them. Have I made myself clear?”

Nail would notice Ryoken’s voice lowering an octave as he spoke. A habit of his - the commanding tone of Hanoi’s leader.

“What are you even hoping to achieve? You didn’t accidentally stumble across our firewall, I’m sure. And who taught you this?” 

Oh? The other one wanted to lecture him? It was something Nail was unfamiliar to, honestly. With his parents being absent most of his life there hasn't been many people around trying to do so. Roa had done so a few times, but honestly, the other boy wasn't exactly in the position to do so.

But in the end he didn't pay that much attention to it anymore, as Ryoken continued to speak shortly after, mentioning that he had created most of the firewall and now that got his attention for sure, because Nail was too curious about the unfamiliar code that had stopped his attempts early on. So it wasn't that surprising that Ryoken had noticed his doings, but what kinda surprised him was the offer to ask about the code.

For a moment the surprise was visible in his face, before it went back to the more emotionless one.

"You made yourself clear." he replied in the end, looking at the other one. He wasn't so sure what to make out of the other ones change of tone just yet, but he barely knew anything about his cousin at all. Besides the fact that he probably had a not so legal past and somehow ended up owning a big ship like this.

"I guess I was bored. And I'm used to know what's happening around me so I guess I just wanted to gain something familiar." he admitted in the end, tilting his head to the side, before his eyes wandered back to the computer screen in front of him.

No matter how short the time with Yuga and the others actually had been in the end... it certainly was something he missed greatly right now.

"So that code? I've never seen something like that around before."

[littleprovidence]

//: stardustedknight​

Ryoken blinked, dumbfounded. Despite the Internet giving him a different kind of advice, it seemed not every kid needed something to help busy themselves with. Frankly, Ryoken had guessed Nail might be a bit different. 

“No, there is something else I would like to ask you.”

Now, he properly stepped into the room, placing a hand on his hip whilst observing the child. Ever since Nail had arrived, he had spent most of his time on a laptop. Ryoken wouldn’t have cared as much about it, however since then, an occasional warning popped up on his own one. 

Considering most, if not everything, was protected by an Ignis algorithm, there was no reason for him to be worried. Instead, it had lit a spark of curiosity. 

“That laptop of yours. What are you doing with it?”

Ryoken thought it a decent conversation starter. Aside from the basics such as ‘how old are you’ and ‘any allergies’ he had never before asked Nail questions concerning more personal matters.  

Well that was a little bit  surprising now, wasn’t it? Nail frowned a bit about those words, but eventually he turned his whole attention towards his new guardian. something else he wanted to ask? The younger boy wasn't exactly sure what that would be about, but Ryoken didn't wait long to answer him that question.

His laptop? At those words his eyes wide a bit, before his eyes wandered back towards said laptop, before he shrugged slightly.

"Keeping tap of my friends." he replied in the end, tilting his head to the side, before turning around again towards the other one. "Keeping tabs of the city. I guess it's what you guys are doing too." Or at least he suspected that much. After all he hadn't been able to get through the other's firewall. It seemed like those adults around used a code he hasn't ever seen around before. It caused his curiosity to spark up. At least it gave him something to do.

"Why do you ask?" It was pointless to ask that question at this point, wasn't it? After all the answer probably was more than crystal clear already.

Seemed like his doings hadn't went unnoticed by the other one.

[littleprovidence]

//: @stardustedknight​  / cont. from here 

Ryoken’s shoulders tensed with the remark the child threw at him right after he had set foot into the room. Not having expected such a reaction, he remained silent for a brief moment, gathering his thoughts.

With the Ignis’ defeat, Ryoken had expected his life to be a little quieter. Yet, destiny had gifted him a new problem to deal with; that being a long lost relative he barely remembered and would rather not be forced to take care of. Fortunately, with the Knights of Hanoi having upgraded their residence recently, it was at least fairly easy to make room available.

Heaving a sigh, Ryoken leaned against the doorframe, not daring to approach Nail just yet.

“I do have OTHER matters that need to be taken care of, too,” he retorted, finally, deciding it best to use his occupation as a white-lie. Truth was, Ryoken had been too overwhelmed and had promptly decided to ignore the child for as long as he possibly could - meaning until Spectre advised him to not further postpone what would happen regardless.

“Is the room big enough for you? Or is there anything else you need? Toys, for instance?”

Ryoken spoke with confidence, but did not know what he should do or say.

Comments like this certainly weren't his usually go to at all, but maybe a certain teen from his home town had left some kind of effect on him anyways. Not taht Nail would admit that much. At least his voice had been as flat as usual, while he hadn't even bothered to look up from his computer. It wasn't like he had interacted much with the people around this place. Around his new home, as it turned out. Even after spending a bit more than two weeks around here already, it still was a strange feeling. It wasn't like this was a small place, this ship was actually huge, bigger than the house he used to live in for sure. But still, compared to providence it wasn't that big either. And he still had to get used to the fact that he wasn't in Goha anymore. He wasn't in control anymore, even though he had tried to gain some control over the local network.

Turned out living with a bunch of hackers and former cyber terrorist meant they actually knew what they were doing with their firewall...

That Ryoken had other matters to attend to wasn't surprising for him though. His parents had been the same when they had left in the first place after all. He still hadn't understand why their death had lead to him having to live with an relative he couldn't even remember in the first place.

The comment that he had other matters to take care of was already on the tip of his tounge, but in the end he decided to stay silent about it, instead turned around to face the white haird young man for the first time ever since he had entered the room.

"I don't have any need for something like toys." he spoke up eventually. Did he need something else? The question itself had brought a frown onto his face though. It would be nice to see some of his friends again but... he had spend most of his life without anyone around, so he probably would get used to the new situation soon as well.

"Did you come here just to ask me that?" he asked eventually, tilting his head to the side.

[littleprovidence]

//: duelrisen​

“ Hm, hmm. Is that really what you think I am, Nail-chan? Suicidal? Because I’m pretty sure you and everyone in Goha City knows that someone like me couldn’t possibly be ‘suicidal’! Being that selfish would just be a waste of all my talent~ ”

And that’d just be a shame, Roa wanted to add. He had so much more left to give and attention to seek that his comment had been the farthest thing away from ‘suicidal’ that the young green haired kid could’ve imagined! If anything, Nail was just being his typical ‘stick-in-the-mud’ self and needed to liven up! Or at least learn how to read his sarcasm.

“ But if you really need me to spell it out for you, then I’m saying you need to work on your stage presence. Because as you are, that attitude of yours is kind of falling flat. Keep it up and people might actually start being embarrassed to keep being friends with someone so uninteresting. ”

“ Understand now? ”

Another heavy sigh left his lips, as he couldn't help but shake his head slowly. "I don't say you are suicidal. I'm saying some of your actions make you seem like it." he pointed out eventually.

But in the end it wasn't like it was his problem right? Roa could do with his life what he wanted after all, but still... somehow Nail couldn't help but worry about the other one. It was a concept he was new to, not used to. Not that he would admit that much, even though it might be obvious anyways.

Yet... the whole friendship thing still was something he was more or less driving blind in.

 "Or maybe they just realize that I'm not a person to be friends with." he countered in the end. Did he think he deserved something like that? After everything he'd done? Not really. So even if it would hurt if some people would vanish from his life again... it wasn't like he wasn't used to being alone in the first palce, was it?  

[stardustedknight]

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[littleprovidence]

duelrisen​

Yuga knew better than to believe that. ‘Just passing though’ was usually code name for ‘I really don’t want to tell you why I’m here’ – and that was fine! Nail didn’t have to blurt out his reasoning no more than Yuga would ask for it! He was honestly just happy to see a familiar face! The afternoon had been getting kind of lonesome with all his other friends busy for the day and Yuga left to find something to do on his own.

Not that he hadn’t quickly fallen into a project of his! Yuga was almost a master at entertaining himself, especially when he had so many different Roads and inventions that still had work left on them! So he’d just beam back a smile.

“ Something for Kaizo, ” Yuga would announce. “ It’s a new GPS tracker that I wanna install later ‘cause the one it’s running right now is getting a little outdated. They’re constantly changing things in Goha City, you know? New restaurants, new stores. I just wanna make sure Kaizo’s up to date so we can find everything! ”

Of course, the new GPS unit in question wasn’t without the young genius’ typical Yuga flare! It had a build in locator for all of Yuga’s favorite foods and places, right down to the only noodle shop in Goha City that sold one of his favorite varieties of udon: warm tempura udon with extra shrimp.

Taking the tool Nail had handed over with a nod, Yuga would go straight to molding a small piece of wire together to attach it onto a tiny metal plate.

“ By the way, Nail…do you have a favorite place you like to get food anywhere? ”

Something for Kaizo sounded actually logical at this point, looking at the whole situation as it was right now and yet Nail couldn’t help but swallow slightly at the mention of Yugas companion, as he had lost his own only hours before. Not that it was something he wanted to think about right now. No, he would rather focus on Yuga and his happy being to get himself distracted the tiniest bit. 

It worked like almost instantly. Nail wasn’t even surprised about it anymore, how Yugas presence alone could make seem everything better again. 

So quietly he was listening to the younger ones explanation while watching him work, blinking a bit surprised once the attention driftet back to him again. 

“Ah...” he blinked just another time, before he shrugged slightly. “That one shop we went to with Roa during the tournament.” he eventually admitted. It wasn’t often that he went somewhere to eat so that place where he had spend time with friends it certainly had stayed in his mind like that. 

[littleprovidence]

duelrisen​

“ Nothing~! ”

He’d even almost promise his sincerity to that, but he was pretty sure that Nail wouldn’t believe a word of that either considering how smug and nonchalant he’d started this whole interaction out with. Roa couldn’t help it though! Nail could be so boring, stale, and straight to the point that one of them had to be the responsible one to spice things up!

Though this time, his question probably wasn’t as ‘spicy’ as it was just him being curious as Roa threw his arms behind his back in the most carefree of dramatic fashions.

“ I was just wondering if you’d seen Yuga-chan around lately, that’s all. Don’t you think he’s been a little too quiet lately? ”

Nothing. Well. If that doesn’t sound reassuring. Somehow Nail still had some doubts left about that. Was that telling more about him or about the green haired teen in that moment? Honestly, he didn’t really care. 

But soon enough the other one actually said what he was up about and Nail frowned slightly. Yuga? He hadn’t seen the younger boy around for quiet some while now, that much was true but... that was mostly because he tended to stay away from the others most of the time.

“Haven’t seen him around for a while. But haven’t been out for a while neither.” he answered eventually, tilting his head to the side. 

“Did something happen?” 

[littleprovidence]

@duelrisen // cont. from here

“ Hmm! And just when I thought you were actually starting to learn how to be nice, too. How disappointing… ” His tone was definitely filled with sarcasm though, one that Nail would no doubt pick up on as Roa simply scoffed.

“ C’mon though! I know you’re really not going to shut me down like that without even giving me the chance to ask what I came all the way over here for. Are you? ”

The sarcasm in the other’s voice was so obvious, that the teen couldn’t help but role his eyes about it in a way that was almost as dramatic as the other’s whole response was to begin with. Maybe spending all the time with Roa really started to have some influence on him, but Nail would deny that every time a day if asked. 

Instead he tilted his head to the side, arms crossed in front of his chest, while he let his eyes wander over the other’s posture.

“If you’re looking like that it’s either something stupid or something you have done and I don’t feel up for dealing with either of it.” he explained, before letting out another sigh. 

“But well, now that you’re here. What have you done this time?” 

[littleprovidence]

@duelrisen // cont. from here 

“ I think you’re missing the point, Nail-chan. ” Roa would add a wave of his hand in at that; a motion that looked more like he was brushing Nail and his boring and dull response away than actually considering anything the other had said.

“ If it’s already a demand of living, then it can’t fail, which makes it the best plan if you ask me~! Besides! Something like that sounds so caring when you’re saying it to the auidence and they’re the only one whose opinion matters usually. ” Roa would pause, giving Nail another back-and-forth wave of his hand again.

“ You know! You really should learn how to be a bit more sincere, Nail-chan. It might help you seem less boring~! ”

Words like this certainly were one of the reasons why Nail kept on wondering why he even kept up being friends with the other teen. It was not only slightly annoying, but also exhausting. 

Completely besides the fact that the other’s words weren’t even making any sense to begin with, because of course he could fail a demand of living. Was the other one actually believing he was immortal or something? 

He was up and about to argue about that point, when Roa decided to speak up again and it caused Nail to fall dead silent all over again. It wasn’t that the green haired teen had called him boring, but more what he had said before. Learn how to be a bit more sincere. Maybe he really should but... being sincere...being honest with his feelings would only make things more complicated, would it? Because it would raise the risk of getting hurt. 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” he decided to speak up eventually, shaking his head slightly while resisting the urge to bury his face in the palm of his hands. 

“It really would do you some good to care about your life at least a little bit. It might help you seem less suicidal.” 

[zackpyo-deactivated20230420]

[sassyfishesandscorpios]

The hero Goha deserves, but not the one it needs right now.

[thegoldenshadow]

What are friend's for~

[toadmemes]

more random dialogue prompts ,

“why do you have that look on your face?”

“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”

“what have you done to yourself?”

“did you do something different with your hair?”

“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”

“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”

“there’s something wrong with me.”

“no, i don’t hate you.”

“hey stupid.”

“we’re aren’t them.”

“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”

“you know you’re wrong.”

“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”

“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“what makes me so special?”

“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”

"how about we don’t do that.”

“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”

“you’re the worst.”

“i don’t need you right now.”

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”

“i thought you were supposed to call me.”

“take my hand.”

“i need you.”

“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”

“why won’t you tell me what happened?”

“you don’t know what this means to me.

“i know it doesn’t make sense.”

“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”

“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”

“your voice is putting me to sleep.”

“did you find what you were looking for?”

"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“well, i guess that’s broken.”

“i thought it was part of the act.”

“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”

“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”

“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

“how could you do this to me?”

“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”

“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”

“people think i’m weird.”

“i think i’m losing myself again.”

“you can’t be here.”

“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”

“do you know what today is?”

“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”

“i need to get out.”

“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”

“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”

“you gonna eat that?”

“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”

“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”

“we’ll never make it in time.”

“you’d be late for your own funeral.”

“you should have seen it coming.”

“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”

“why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”

“is this how you flirt with everyone?”

“how much longer till we’re there?”

“what have you done?”

“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”

“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”

“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”

“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”

“i never want to hear you say that again.”

“you’re all i have.”

“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”

“i was doing so well until you showed up.”

“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”

“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”

“how can you stand this place?”

“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“you need to stop.”

“i don’t like that look, what happened?”

“is that seriously your password?”

“what’s your problem?”

“you had no right to use it without asking.”

“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”

“why do you want to help me?”

“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”

“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”

“hey, look what came in the mail!”

“do you want to get a drink or something?”

“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”

“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”

“you need to leave.”

“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“i do blame you.”

“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”

“you’re no longer useful to me.”

“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”

[littleprovidence]

// lightsorigin:​

It was probably a little embarrassing—losing her way in her own hometown. Though… Jin’s relationship with Den City was a tiny bit more complicated than that, in all fairness. She was new to the place in a lot of important ways, and her fragmented childhood memories hadn’t prepared her for what a massive sprawling metropolis it really was. Couple that with her inability to read even a digital map, and… there you go.

Her first impulse, upon glancing down, was to think, Oh, no, I should find an adult to help this kid. And then, panic setting in: Oh, crap, will he think I’m an adult?! Of course, she was, technically, just not the kind remotely adept at helping a small human. And then Jin processed what he said and she flushed, bashful, a hand reaching up to scratch her cheek.

“…Uh. Maybe? Whoops.”

If Nail was honest to himself, than he had to admit that coming to Den City hadn’t been his idea in the first place. It was just so typical for his parents. After all these years of basically leaving him behind alone, the decided they had to check up on him after they heard of him leaving Goha, but instead of actually visiting him in Goha City, the invited him to a city that probably was at the other side of the god damn country. 

A sigh left his lips, while he was burying his hands in the pockets of his pants. Best of all on top of the whole mess probably was, that their flight had been cancelled and they weren’t even coming any longer, so now here he was, stuck in another country for the weekend without having anything to do. 

What a waste. 

Deciding to keep himself occupied with checking out the unfamiliar town, Nail soon enough had put some distance between himself and the hotel he was supposed to stay at, watching people passing by, even watching a duel for a while when he passed some bigger plaza. He hadn’t actually heard of Link Vrains before, but it was quiet obvious that it wasn’t touched by Yugas Rush Duel, even though those Speed Duels seemed quiet similar. 

And eventually he had spotted that girl. He wasn’t sure what had caused him to actually speak up to her, probably it was the influence of Yuga and his friends that got to him after all, but she had seemed so out of place - even more than him - that he just had to ask. 

The answer followed prompt, and the younger one couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. 

“I’m not from here, but maybe I’ll get help figure out where you need to go?” he offered in the end, tilting his head to the side. He at least wanted to try this being more open and helpful that seemed to work for the other’s so good. 

[littleprovidence]

// Yuga​:​

“ Huh…? ”

For once, Yuuga had actually been caught off his guard! The shorter of the two would blink up, dazed and confused, like he hadn’t been expecting the harshness and bluntness of the words that he’d suddenly been met with, especially when he’d thought he’d just been working on a project and minding his own business! In reality though, Yuuga just hadn’t been paying attention. So consumed by the small electrical gadget he’d been tinkering with and the pieces and parts strewn all over the tops of two park-side tables, Yuuga’s focus had been everywhere except realizing who’d just walked up.

But it’d only take a quick glance at familiar ashen blond hair framing the other’s glasses for Yuuga to recognize exactly who was speaking and he’d almost instantly switch his blank stare out for a small head tilt instead.

“ Nothing. I mean…not unless you really don’t want to help me out and hand me that screwdriver? The flat one, with the red handle. ” Yuuga would pause, looking past Nail to the small, flat headed screwdriver with its bright red handle that sat on the opposite table from where Yuuga was. He’d needed it…he’d needed it for awhile now to finishing working on a piece of this new road of his, but he’d kept ended up distracted.

So Yuuga would motion toward the tool, hoping Nail might actually lend him a hand and pass it over, though the screwdriver in question wouldn’t take away all of Yuuga’s curiosity over why the other was here either. Hadn’t Nail…

“ But…uh, I guess now I just really want to know what you’re in a place like here too? I know you’ve probably got enough free time to do whatever you want to now, but- ” The park wasn’t anything like Nail’s past providence.

... oh. 

For a moment Nail couldn’t help himself but stare at the younger one, slowly realizing what the boy just had said. Or more not said. The possibility that Yuga wasn’t here because of him, but that it was pure coincidence they’ve run into each other right now.... it hadn’t crossed his mind before. But taking the scenery in with a little bit more attention he came to realize that yeah... Yuga definitely had been here before him. And that because he was lost in ... whatever the younger one currently was doing. Not because of him. 

That was...okay. Probably. 

Without bothering to give a vocal reply, Nail took a few steps toward the tables the other one was working on, letting his eye wandered over the different tools until he spotted the one Yuga probably had meant. Picking it up he tilted his head to the side, handing it over to the younger one, before slightly freezing in his move, staring again once the other’s question reached his ears. 

“I...” Yeah, why was he in a place like this? Honestly, there wasn’t a real answer to that question. There was no reason why he was here in particular after all. 

“Just passing through I guess?” he replied in the end, shrugging slightly. The exit he had taken just had happened to open up around here. And his home was close by, even though Nail had to admit he barely had spend any time there after moving to his providence. 

Just... that it wasn’t his providence any longer. 

It had been his decision though. His consequence. 

“What are you working on?”