#reviller

The moment Alto made that assumption, had made Knox pause briefly where he was settled - he was rather quick not long after to shake his head. Though he was equally hit with a look of confusion, given the context of his words and the implications but Knox spoke up with a small snort.

Not that he was trying to stare a hole through him, or so his hand - it looked silly to her but that wasn’t the only thing for that much. She recognized him, albeit he was also the dude that helped her instead of the fact she almost walked into traffic.

“Hey there, jaywalker. Looks like you’re dying.” She craned over his frame from his spot, using what height advantage from his seated position. “Psst, look at this-” Although she had it already, she barely used it very much but it done only so much. A small hand held fan, purple and fitted. Though it wasn’t all that great, or quick to register either, but she had it balled up in her fist before raising it and pressing the button that rev’d up the mini fan in his direction. It was a mere mini breeze, but she sympathized.

“What are we looking for again?” Faron chimed in, looking around in the coming opening of the other aisles - not that he had to worry too much about it in the first place. He had his own stuff in a basket but it didn’t hurt to help someone look, although his navigation of supermarkets weren’t anything to be proud of. But of course, neither the fact he was eating one of his unpaid for snacks secretly out of his basket. Evident crunching was it.

“Barbecue sauce. But maybe this is the spot, the signs aren’t very helpful or the people. People...” He looked over his shoulder at Faron, who just happened to look him in the eye the moment he was stuffing his face with a handful of party mix. “Uh, let’s go another over--” 

At least their met face company wouldn’t be center to their antics but he was about to be subject to their complete obviousness in the matter at hand - sorry Alto.

“Maybe she rounded up and took the package with... Maybe that’s why you’re not finding it. Assuming you put it in the wrong spot?” Knox commented, although the only response he got was a struggled heave in the background and a ruckus of hollow carboard boxes. He didn’t need to look to see what happened - Faron’s background cackling said enough, but he was at hardest work to be. The moment he seen the silhouette pass the first window though, Knox went quiet and eyes glued to the shadow - up until it made turn for the door. Not that he was going to make assumption if this figure was the pickup, given suddenly assuming and saying the package is being looked for wasn’t all that hopeful for the moment. Faron didn’t give names and neither told him the fine print.

It would’ve been a crime in on itself for him if he didn’t see anything out of the ordinary in passing, given he himself and the two he hung out with bore par to seeing such suspicious things. Knox had his intuition on right, while he had him slung under his shoulder, he had turned his head a little bit while Alto was processing the situation now and he was throwing a quiet stare over his shoulder. Much to make sure someone didn’t get a wrong change of heart while there was two of them now, thankfully though that wasn’t the case... At least Alto done the same for a second wind, but above was a more concerned look, in contrast to what he was able to see - Alto may as well looked hardly alive in that instance until he spoke. Which, the lack of understanding made him shoot a familiar look of surprise at him, blinking a few times enough that it made his worries die with the small breath of a chuckle.

“I guess you are alive enough to speak, looks like you were already a ghost. What was that you said?” His arm tightened up a little bit, just to support his leaning frame better and maintain himself. Although his gratitude made him give a shallow nod of his head, but it was short lived from a small snort as soon as he was prodded by his words, that drew a small hue of red to his cheeks - rolling his head back with a small scoff having been caught by them. “Better late than never... Not too late anyways, that would’ve turned out bad. No good at running?” Knox craned his head, assuming much at the mention of his knees.

She didn't need the gesture to understand, although it had her staring at his gesture for a brief moment with a wobbled smile. However, Josiah didn't drop an answer just yet as soon as he continued on with his rain of words at the moment, tittering gently under her breath. Josiah already knew the words and had the answers for him at the same time, but until he finished speaking - she reached out to grab both his hands now at the same time. Thumbing them open at the same time while she slunk forward, peeking at him from below with a tilt of head and toothy smile. Thumbing at his palms now while she spoke.

Usually when they were paired, ultimately meant they were counteracting each other's energies for that much. But unlike a magnet, didn't repel another, it looked uncanny once they were walking together in a hallway, synced in step and side by side - however compared to an eerie eye of droop and looming smile contrasted differently to the one next to Josiah. Furrowed brows, Ezme didn't look very pleased right now - it could be easily guessed that Josiah gone and somewhat bothered her no doubt. But it was evident as soon as Josiah leaned over to peek at the doppelgänger as soon as she had the chance. Though, that's when she stopped entirely, replacing Josiahs look with curiosity briefly. Popping back into place next to Ezme, company that approached them didn't look or seem too worried at all. Both sets(at least minus one from the eyepatch) were peering up at Alto who intervened their pathway in the hallway.

Though Ezme was gawking, she didn't know Alto or had even seen him until now - but his gesture that followed didn't make neither of them recoil. They understood the gesture nevertheless and respectively remained put as soon as Alto had taken both their hands, closest to their inside proximity.

What need to take them one at a time?

Ezme let her hand drape better in his hold when he brought her hand to his lips, but as they made contact above the knuckle, the doppelgänger visibly gave a gentle bow and bend of the knee as a very small curtsy almost - by far it could've been natural that she had for a proper greeting for the first time. Slipping her hand back to herself followed once Alto relieved her hand of his.