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[hopembodied-aa]

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Though she might not have the best sense of changing times, she does instinctively understand the change in season— perhaps it is best to just say that it is a feeling in her bones to know that spring was around the corner. The other animals seem to feel the same, perched on a bench as she scatters out some spare feed for the birds to enjoy while she chatters away with the animals. It’s easier that way, sometimes, to just chat with nature ( even if they don’t understand human life either, there’s a certain comfort that comes with it ).

“Huh?” Child’s head snaps up when she realizes she’s being spoken to; birdseed falls from her hands with a start, blinking wordlessly at the man. The way he is dressed has her interest piqued a little bit, but he doesn’t seem like a bad person or anything ( not that she’s really good at judging things like that ), and is more than happy to greet stranger with a bright smile. The birds don’t seem to mind his presence too much, despite scattering a little bit; so that’s more than good enough of judgement for her: child doesn’t really think about the fact that it might be that they desire food more than they care about stranger. “Sorry. Did’ya need something?”

[nigensei]

Don’t wanna cry

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Honestly? Renzou hadn’t the faintest clue where he was, why he was there or how he had come to be there. Anyone should think it a troubling experience, but somehow thinking about all those things when it seemed like he wasn’t goint to get an answer to his questions was troublesome in itself, and if there was one thing he hated it was dealing with troublesome things. In a sense it was also exciting in and of itself -- this sense of mystery, of not knowing what was going on. And he supposed it was also a bonus that there was no one here who hated his guts and were suspicious of his every move -- yet at least.

Plus: a new place meant new ladies to court.

Approaching the long haired figure, he had already prepared a cheesy pickup line as he laid a hand on the person’s shoulder. Clearing his throat, Renzou began his spiel: “’scuse me, onee--” but immediately upon the other’s turning around he noticed the dominantly male features. Honestly he should have guessed from the height, but sometimes a man made mistakes and this was one of those times, and he quickly had to correct himself to safe his own skin. “--nii-san.” Wow, well done Shima Renzou. This was definitely not one of his finer moments. “Sorry, my bad. Thought ya dropped somethin’ but must’ve been my imagination.”