@roserider
He should’ve expected the interruption and the one to interrupt him. The street was cold and the pavement damp, but the bounce of that pigtail was unmistakably cheery and familiar. A light, falling snow surrounded them like they were permanently transfixed into a globe that could shake at any moment.
“Oh? Astolfo.” How close? Just a little longer. Patient, plodding, anticipation growing over his skin as if it were the a cloak of protection. Arjuna’s demeanor was so electrifyingly confident that it was almost as abnormal as it was normal, but there was still an odd danger that hung about his smile if one were careful enough to notice.
This Arjuna strayed, but only far enough to take any recognizable mistakes into an open palm and crush them.
“How like you to be standing outside our Master’s apartment like an abandoned stray. Did you have something arranged? Or you were hoping to catch him on his way out... ?”