[The body that was next to Takatora's was small - made for someone about a head shorter than Takatora. It had no arms yet, but it had skin. Slightly the wrong shade, but close enough to Mitsuzane's. Ryouma sat nearby, rubbing his forehead, before looking up at Takatora.]
... He'll be coming right here. I briefed him. You can fill in the details.
[He looked excited, but... drained. His movements were a bit too stiff and a bit too overcompensating.]
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... He'll be coming right here. I briefed him. You can fill in the details.
[He looked excited, but... drained. His movements were a bit too stiff and a bit too overcompensating.]