Is anyone there?

There's a flash of sadness on his face before forcing his smile back on. 'I'm sure he didn't think we'd meet again since it's a miracle I've lasted this long missing a hand and taking care of my brother,' Kotaro assumes. "Yeah, he's...well, you know how he is. Reckless. I was hoping you'd know more than he'd told me, but I should've known better than to expect that anymore." He clasps together his "good hand" and prosthetic split-hook. "So, what can I do ya for? As in what're you low on?" 'Whatever it'll take to have some company for a little while.'

Kotaro smiles back. The movement of his cheeks further emphasizes the dark circles around his eyes. "Eheh, 's a little weird nowadays having someone around me without some real reason, but...yeah. Thanks." He refrains from reminiscing about the days the reasoning behind their meetings were for music instead of survival. Now he can't even write lyrics without a keyboard and god forbid he try and use a touch pad. "Mind if I ask who you're headed to see? Anybody from—...anyone I would know?"

— I don't think you know them, besides the fact that it's also my first time meeting them in a long time. I don't want to put you at risk if it's a trap. You look a little tired too, are you ok?

Kotaro exhales through his nose in a silent laugh. He steps over some weeds growing between the cracks in the concrete before sitting next to Toya on the crumbling curb. "If you insist."

— I'm glad you're fine. At least up to what can be considered fine in this situation.

His eyes light up again as he listens to the lyrics, not expecting Kotaro to remember them as well as he does. He waits for the best time to join in, harmonizing the duet in a nostalgic acapella.

There's a flash of sadness on his face before forcing his smile back on. 'I'm sure he didn't think we'd meet again since it's a miracle I've lasted this long missing a hand and taking care of my brother,' Kotaro assumes. "Yeah, he's...well, you know how he is. Reckless. I was hoping you'd know more than he'd told me, but I should've known better than to expect that anymore." He clasps together his "good hand" and prosthetic split-hook. "So, what can I do ya for? As in what're you low on?" 'Whatever it'll take to have some company for a little while.'

Kotaro smiles back. The movement of his cheeks further emphasizes the dark circles around his eyes. "Eheh, 's a little weird nowadays having someone around me without some real reason, but...yeah. Thanks." He refrains from reminiscing about the days the reasoning behind their meetings were for music instead of survival. Now he can't even write lyrics without a keyboard and god forbid he try and use a touch pad. "Mind if I ask who you're headed to see? Anybody from—...anyone I would know?"

— I don't think you know them, besides the fact that it's also my first time meeting them in a long time. I don't want to put you at risk if it's a trap. You look a little tired too, are you ok?

Kotaro exhales through his nose in a silent laugh. He steps over some weeds growing between the cracks in the concrete before sitting next to Toya on the crumbling curb. "If you insist."

— I'm glad you're fine. At least up to what can be considered fine in this situation.

His eyes light up again as he listens to the lyrics, not expecting Kotaro to remember them as well as he does. He waits for the best time to join in, harmonizing the duet in a nostalgic acapella.

There's a flash of sadness on his face before forcing his smile back on. 'I'm sure he didn't think we'd meet again since it's a miracle I've lasted this long missing a hand and taking care of my brother,' Kotaro assumes. "Yeah, he's...well, you know how he is. Reckless. I was hoping you'd know more than he'd told me, but I should've known better than to expect that anymore." He clasps together his "good hand" and prosthetic split-hook. "So, what can I do ya for? As in what're you low on?" 'Whatever it'll take to have some company for a little while.'

Kotaro smiles back. The movement of his cheeks further emphasizes the dark circles around his eyes. "Eheh, 's a little weird nowadays having someone around me without some real reason, but...yeah. Thanks." He refrains from reminiscing about the days the reasoning behind their meetings were for music instead of survival. Now he can't even write lyrics without a keyboard and god forbid he try and use a touch pad. "Mind if I ask who you're headed to see? Anybody from—...anyone I would know?"

— I don't think you know them, besides the fact that it's also my first time meeting them in a long time. I don't want to put you at risk if it's a trap. You look a little tired too, are you ok?

Kotaro exhales through his nose in a silent laugh. He steps over some weeds growing between the cracks in the concrete before sitting next to Toya on the crumbling curb. "If you insist."

— I'm glad you're fine. At least up to what can be considered fine in this situation.

I hope you didn't change too much to the point I won't recognize you.

yeah... hopefully

Anyways, I'm waiting. See you soon.

I hope you didn't change too much to the point I won't recognize you.

There's a flash of sadness on his face before forcing his smile back on. 'I'm sure he didn't think we'd meet again since it's a miracle I've lasted this long missing a hand and taking care of my brother,' Kotaro assumes. "Yeah, he's...well, you know how he is. Reckless. I was hoping you'd know more than he'd told me, but I should've known better than to expect that anymore." He clasps together his "good hand" and prosthetic split-hook. "So, what can I do ya for? As in what're you low on?" 'Whatever it'll take to have some company for a little while.'

Kotaro smiles back. The movement of his cheeks further emphasizes the dark circles around his eyes. "Eheh, 's a little weird nowadays having someone around me without some real reason, but...yeah. Thanks." He refrains from reminiscing about the days the reasoning behind their meetings were for music instead of survival. Now he can't even write lyrics without a keyboard and god forbid he try and use a touch pad. "Mind if I ask who you're headed to see? Anybody from—...anyone I would know?"

— I don't think you know them, besides the fact that it's also my first time meeting them in a long time. I don't want to put you at risk if it's a trap. You look a little tired too, are you ok?

Kotaro exhales through his nose in a silent laugh. He steps over some weeds growing between the cracks in the concrete before sitting next to Toya on the crumbling curb. "If you insist."

— I'm glad you're fine. At least up to what can be considered fine in this situation.

There's a flash of sadness on his face before forcing his smile back on. 'I'm sure he didn't think we'd meet again since it's a miracle I've lasted this long missing a hand and taking care of my brother,' Kotaro assumes. "Yeah, he's...well, you know how he is. Reckless. I was hoping you'd know more than he'd told me, but I should've known better than to expect that anymore." He clasps together his "good hand" and prosthetic split-hook. "So, what can I do ya for? As in what're you low on?" 'Whatever it'll take to have some company for a little while.'

Kotaro smiles back. The movement of his cheeks further emphasizes the dark circles around his eyes. "Eheh, 's a little weird nowadays having someone around me without some real reason, but...yeah. Thanks." He refrains from reminiscing about the days the reasoning behind their meetings were for music instead of survival. Now he can't even write lyrics without a keyboard and god forbid he try and use a touch pad. "Mind if I ask who you're headed to see? Anybody from—...anyone I would know?"

— I don't think you know them, besides the fact that it's also my first time meeting them in a long time. I don't want to put you at risk if it's a trap. You look a little tired too, are you ok?

There's a flash of sadness on his face before forcing his smile back on. 'I'm sure he didn't think we'd meet again since it's a miracle I've lasted this long missing a hand and taking care of my brother,' Kotaro assumes. "Yeah, he's...well, you know how he is. Reckless. I was hoping you'd know more than he'd told me, but I should've known better than to expect that anymore." He clasps together his "good hand" and prosthetic split-hook. "So, what can I do ya for? As in what're you low on?" 'Whatever it'll take to have some company for a little while.'

Kotaro smiles back. The movement of his cheeks further emphasizes the dark circles around his eyes. "Eheh, 's a little weird nowadays having someone around me without some real reason, but...yeah. Thanks." He refrains from reminiscing about the days the reasoning behind their meetings were for music instead of survival. Now he can't even write lyrics without a keyboard and god forbid he try and use a touch pad. "Mind if I ask who you're headed to see? Anybody from—...anyone I would know?"

— I don't think you know them, besides the fact that it's also my first time meeting them in a long time. I don't want to put you at risk if it's a trap. You look a little tired too, are you ok?

There's a flash of sadness on his face before forcing his smile back on. 'I'm sure he didn't think we'd meet again since it's a miracle I've lasted this long missing a hand and taking care of my brother,' Kotaro assumes. "Yeah, he's...well, you know how he is. Reckless. I was hoping you'd know more than he'd told me, but I should've known better than to expect that anymore." He clasps together his "good hand" and prosthetic split-hook. "So, what can I do ya for? As in what're you low on?" 'Whatever it'll take to have some company for a little while.'

Kotaro smiles back. The movement of his cheeks further emphasizes the dark circles around his eyes. "Eheh, 's a little weird nowadays having someone around me without some real reason, but...yeah. Thanks." He refrains from reminiscing about the days the reasoning behind their meetings were for music instead of survival. Now he can't even write lyrics without a keyboard and god forbid he try and use a touch pad. "Mind if I ask who you're headed to see? Anybody from—...anyone I would know?"

— I don't think you know them, besides the fact that it's also my first time meeting them in a long time. I don't want to put you at risk if it's a trap. You look a little tired too, are you ok?

There's a flash of sadness on his face before forcing his smile back on. 'I'm sure he didn't think we'd meet again since it's a miracle I've lasted this long missing a hand and taking care of my brother,' Kotaro assumes. "Yeah, he's...well, you know how he is. Reckless. I was hoping you'd know more than he'd told me, but I should've known better than to expect that anymore." He clasps together his "good hand" and prosthetic split-hook. "So, what can I do ya for? As in what're you low on?" 'Whatever it'll take to have some company for a little while.'

I think you've seen the other survivors, right?

Right... what about them...?

It's more about Kamishiro... I think you need to talk to him. Really.

Do you want to tell me about it?

I hate him.

Did he hurt you in some way? I'm here to listen.

Alright then. I'll wait for him.

You do you then.

I'll try to avoid making you crossing paths.

Thanks..

I'm here to help.

Now that I think about it, there's definitely more people than when we started this

It's weird, isn't it? Where have they been before anyways...

I don't know.... Random question... where were you when all this started?

Walking back home. It was just the time for me to get some cover. I ended up camping in the ruins of the Weekend Garage for a good while.

Oh... huh...

Anything wrong?

No.. Just, thinking..

Do you want to talk about it?

What are some places the others might be..?

I really don't know. Do you want to try to find anyone?

Then I'll be on my way. I'll be back.

how about, uh... there's an underground bunker- old arcade. i'll be there.

I'll be there as fast as I can.

I think you've seen the other survivors, right?

Right... what about them...?

It's more about Kamishiro... I think you need to talk to him. Really.

Do you want to tell me about it?

I hate him.

Did he hurt you in some way? I'm here to listen.

Alright then. I'll wait for him.

You do you then.

I'll try to avoid making you crossing paths.

Thanks..

I'm here to help.

Now that I think about it, there's definitely more people than when we started this

It's weird, isn't it? Where have they been before anyways...

I don't know.... Random question... where were you when all this started?

Walking back home. It was just the time for me to get some cover. I ended up camping in the ruins of the Weekend Garage for a good while.

Oh... huh...

Anything wrong?

No.. Just, thinking..

Do you want to talk about it?

What are some places the others might be..?

I really don't know. Do you want to try to find anyone?

I think you've seen the other survivors, right?

Right... what about them...?

It's more about Kamishiro... I think you need to talk to him. Really.

Do you want to tell me about it?

I hate him.

Did he hurt you in some way? I'm here to listen.

Alright then. I'll wait for him.

You do you then.

I'll try to avoid making you crossing paths.

Thanks..

I'm here to help.

Now that I think about it, there's definitely more people than when we started this

It's weird, isn't it? Where have they been before anyways...

I don't know.... Random question... where were you when all this started?

Walking back home. It was just the time for me to get some cover. I ended up camping in the ruins of the Weekend Garage for a good while.

Oh... huh...

Anything wrong?

No.. Just, thinking..

Do you want to talk about it?