It's being deaf and not hearing any of Mosley's announcements, and so being dumped through the floor again is even more of a surprise than it otherwise would've been. Immediately Sousei clutches to the rather narrow platform they're on, getting an eyeful of that drop before he manages to drag himself onto said platform, knuckles almost white from his grip onto it.
They're totally moving, too, this is... well, actually, he has no idea what this is, but it can't be anything good.]
What is going on? [It's said sharply, but...a moment later, he realizes that even if Touka still has the notebook, now's a pretty poor time to try to write messages to each other.
no subject
It's being deaf and not hearing any of Mosley's announcements, and so being dumped through the floor again is even more of a surprise than it otherwise would've been. Immediately Sousei clutches to the rather narrow platform they're on, getting an eyeful of that drop before he manages to drag himself onto said platform, knuckles almost white from his grip onto it.
They're totally moving, too, this is... well, actually, he has no idea what this is, but it can't be anything good.]
What is going on? [It's said sharply, but...a moment later, he realizes that even if Touka still has the notebook, now's a pretty poor time to try to write messages to each other.
Great.]