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「☀」—» From barely dressed girls to groups of three or more guys, menacingly wandering around the entirety of this sector.. Tsuna didn’t have a clue what to do with himself. There were places to hide, of course, he’d found plenty. But it wasn’t like he could just survive with no food or anything, so he’d have to end up exploring at some point—

"T-Tsuna-kun?"

He’d missed the spectacle of the initial trip and tumble which now had the strange young man curled up in a semi foetal position along the asphalt…seemingly with no intentions of getting back up anytime soon. Maybe the head clutching was an indication of concussion? Either way, Kisumi couldn’t just stroll by without at least checking if the little guy was alright before he got trampled to death!

Enma didn't move until he felt someone nudging him. Even then, it took him a moment to actually lift his head. He wasn't hurt bad, a little scrape, which was nothing compared to what he was used to. He moved his arms and lifted his head, slowly and quietly looking up at the other boy... he looked like he would be an upperclassmen... if they were in school.

She had found herself lost due to having gotten off on the wrong train station, once again, thanks to poor directional senses. Amongst the few that passed this district, the noises which gurgled and grumbled from the male were clearly heard. She stopped and giggled, however a sound was not made due to the lack of ability in vocal chords in human speech. To him, she would appear to be smiling and laughing albeit silently. She turned around to face him and displayed her notebook with freshly written inked words;

With a hand placed on his stomach, Enma looked up when he noticed a girl stopped by him and watched her quietly. Suddenly she was moving to face him, and before Enma even saw what she was holding out, he flinched. And then paused, blinking at a notebook.

Sewers…he could have deduced that himself. Cities like this one would collapse without one. The thought of dwelling inside a place that wreaked so felt demeaning but…Mewtwo may have to make compromises. Even in this strange, data-fabricated world he knew he had no place here, not in the sunlight.

Enma let his eyes wonder over the creature with curiosity, though his expression remained solemn and indifferent. Usually he didn't stare, but this... person? He.. it? Looked familiar. Enma didn't think he looked scary, it was strange, but it felt easier to talk to him than another human being.