Many? He blinked and wondered how many worlds had talking cats and giants like her.
“Then… glad we’re not too unfamiliar, miss,” Yota said, hand reaching for his hat by habit.
But there’s no hat, nor sunglasses, just this hoodie. Close enough! He tugged on it a bit, to shadow his face.
“Maybe I’ll see you an’ Caissa around sometime.”
That is, if he didn’t manage to find Guta and pull off a heist! He was still hanging onto the idea he might find him here and pull off some kind of crime, so he tried to keep a low profile.
[only for their next meeting to be her quelling a fight, oh, weeeell]
“Then… glad we’re not too unfamiliar, miss,” Yota said, hand reaching for his hat by habit.
But there’s no hat, nor sunglasses, just this hoodie. Close enough! He tugged on it a bit, to shadow his face.
“Maybe I’ll see you an’ Caissa around sometime.”
That is, if he didn’t manage to find Guta and pull off a heist! He was still hanging onto the idea he might find him here and pull off some kind of crime, so he tried to keep a low profile.