[It's a good thing Natsuno has mastered the art of linefacing – a slight frown is the only hint of the cold dread settling in his stomach when Steve asks about the church. Is he suspecting something?
He chews on another bit of a food, taking a moment to gather his thoughts. Maybe it's just an innocent question, after all Natsuno was careful to not give anything away. And it won't even be a lie to say it's the latter.]
The crowd. Last week's been noisy enough.
[People bumping into him in the flood, landing on his roof, pulling him on boats…]
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He chews on another bit of a food, taking a moment to gather his thoughts. Maybe it's just an innocent question, after all Natsuno was careful to not give anything away. And it won't even be a lie to say it's the latter.]
The crowd. Last week's been noisy enough.
[People bumping into him in the flood, landing on his roof, pulling him on boats…]