[ He most certainly is not dragging moisture from the corner of his eye with a knuckle, he's just scratching it. His white fringe keeps tickling his face, you see.
Really.
But there's suddenly a huff that sounds suspiciously like laughter, because somehow it just suits Kanda to abruptly veer off into accomplishing some kind of objective. That he had been peculiarly open at all had been novel. ]
I don't know. [ That has the sound of laughter in it, certainly. ] I meant to find that wheel, and found a cemetery.
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Really.
But there's suddenly a huff that sounds suspiciously like laughter, because somehow it just suits Kanda to abruptly veer off into accomplishing some kind of objective. That he had been peculiarly open at all had been novel. ]
I don't know. [ That has the sound of laughter in it, certainly. ] I meant to find that wheel, and found a cemetery.