[ there's no time to focus on the where they might have known each other, not with the new dreamscape. it seems like they might actually share a memory, and he opens his mouth, then closes it, then nods. ]
Mm... it's called Yumenosaki. If this is what I think it is, then maybe... [ he steps away from kuro and finds one of the chimney stacks on the roof, peering around the edge of it. sure enough, there's another version of him sitting there, a bento box in his lap. his hair's longer, but it's still nazuna, wearing a blue tie.
the other nazuna opens his mouth, and a little music comes out of his throat. the note cracks badly, and nazuna the older winces, his fingers curling around the edge of the wall where he's hiding. ] ...this is one of my memories.
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Mm... it's called Yumenosaki. If this is what I think it is, then maybe... [ he steps away from kuro and finds one of the chimney stacks on the roof, peering around the edge of it. sure enough, there's another version of him sitting there, a bento box in his lap. his hair's longer, but it's still nazuna, wearing a blue tie.
the other nazuna opens his mouth, and a little music comes out of his throat. the note cracks badly, and nazuna the older winces, his fingers curling around the edge of the wall where he's hiding. ] ...this is one of my memories.