It was strange. He knew what he would be doing right now if he was still his Nobody self. He would be able to walk confidently, turn the corner and keep a straight face. He thought he could do it, but he could also feel - really feel - uncertainties eating at him with a lump forming in his throat. This was going to take him a while. This was not something he anticipated. But they were not living in the past anymore; he did not have just his memories to remind him of how things were different.
After letting out what he hoped would be his last shaky breath, Isa stepped through the doors he had been hiding behind, going forth to catch the eye of the redhead.