Yoite had actually ordered something from the shop after the mission and his reliance on his power was not going to be sufficient enough. He didn't actually want to know what happened if he screwed up more than once.
He wasn't even sure what was going to happen this time. There had to be some kind of consequence.
He found what he was looking for - a case with his name on it, and found it peculiar that he had blue bag, and another package. The latter seemed to hold another pair of cargo pants, which was good because having only one set wasn't going to be enough. The blue bag went into his pocket, the pants draped over his arm and he hugged the case to his chest.
Around the train
Yoite looked like he should be in bed. He should be. He'd lost a lot of blood, despite the fluids he was given he still felt a little woozy.
He could be found in the kitchen, trying to figure out how to make something, since Ichigo told him he had to eat more, which was just an astute observation at that point. He was moments away from just staring at the raw ingredients and giving up.
Apart from that, Yoite was trying to stay out of the way. He could be found in corners, curled up in a ball and trying to keep out of sight. He just didn't want any trouble, but at least he could be found if there was another mission to be had. He didn't trust the few reassurances he'd had that nothing bad would happen.
[OOC note: Yoite is deaf, one might have to get his attention first.]
Yoite | Nabari no Ou | OTA
Yoite had actually ordered something from the shop after the mission and his reliance on his power was not going to be sufficient enough. He didn't actually want to know what happened if he screwed up more than once.
He wasn't even sure what was going to happen this time. There had to be some kind of consequence.
He found what he was looking for - a case with his name on it, and found it peculiar that he had blue bag, and another package. The latter seemed to hold another pair of cargo pants, which was good because having only one set wasn't going to be enough. The blue bag went into his pocket, the pants draped over his arm and he hugged the case to his chest.
Around the train
Yoite looked like he should be in bed. He should be. He'd lost a lot of blood, despite the fluids he was given he still felt a little woozy.
He could be found in the kitchen, trying to figure out how to make something, since Ichigo told him he had to eat more, which was just an astute observation at that point. He was moments away from just staring at the raw ingredients and giving up.
Apart from that, Yoite was trying to stay out of the way. He could be found in corners, curled up in a ball and trying to keep out of sight. He just didn't want any trouble, but at least he could be found if there was another mission to be had. He didn't trust the few reassurances he'd had that nothing bad would happen.
[OOC note: Yoite is deaf, one might have to get his attention first.]