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Seijuro bit his bottom lip, a bit worried about what the female might say to his unusual action he might do. Well, it was all or nothing. He quickly trotted over to the other, his hands bawling up into fists as he just sat right down on her lap, but gently so he wouldn’t crush her with his weight. “Don’t ask me why I’m doing this…”

Hazel oculars blinked repeatedly.  Hair black as night were carefully tucked in behind a distinctive gray colored beanie. Black, large framed glasses slowly slid down the bridge of his nose, but stopped when his forefinger pushed the center of the glasses back up his nose. And to add to all that, a puzzled, yet perplexed expression was seen clearly on his face. He wasn't sure or well suited to be in such huge crowds of growing people. Though, what possibility that he might even becoming something more with one of these strangers. But how would you get one of these strangers attention? The simple bump-into-the-shoulder thing was so played out and boring. Perhaps something like: HEY. YOU. ME. FRIENDS? Oh, goodness no! That would result in either him getting a weird look or something far worse. And that's when he noticed something. The other being had a hole in their pants. With a slight distraught expression now, he spoke up and averted his eyes away. "Pardon me, but you do realize you got a hole on the back of pants?"