– ( ❀; @feelnofear )
To leave the shop felt strange, for the first time in quite a while; nearly hesitating most of the morning until the man finally willed himself to take the first few steps through the gate. He knew everything would be fine, but all the same, the effects of the dream Watanuki had recently were still lingering within him; not wanting to miss a moment with the people he cared for.. not wanting to waste a chance to still be in their lives.
Though it was that very same thought that dragged him out that day, past the warm, welcoming woods of Airaisal, until he eventually found himself in the Mistwood. A place he tended to avoid most of the time-- but if he didn't go there today, he feared he might never again see who he was looking for.
With a basket hanging off his arm, and Mugetsu securely wrapped around his collar bones, Watanuki walked the woods for what seemed like hours; assuring his companion that all was well, that they would find who they were looking for shortly. And it seemed fate would deem that so, as the shopkeeper stumbled upon someone's camp; pausing a few feet away, steadying himself before he spoke into the air.
"Dys.. are you here?"
"It's Watanuki. I'd like to speak with you, if that's alright."