Even with a mind swirling with unprocessed fears and emotions kept under lock and key, hot off the trails of what was the most chaotic mission of his short train life, Roland still won't be caught unaware of the things happening around him when it came time to work. And the crowd that joins them this time around is not large enough to warrant his attention split anyway, so the little things don't pass him yet.
Like Senku. A pal of his, someone he needs to speak with regardless, with his brow dipped in worry and his body language reflective of a desire to be urgent, to talk. To let some of this pent up stress loose, somehow, just by telling someone else while the rest of the four in that group who met Halo reconvened in their own circles. The group announcement was inevitable, but Senku - Senku had stakes in this way before the events of the mission.
Which is why he crosses that distance with a long gait, and holds Senku on the shoulder with a firm hand. As he turns to greet him, Roland will start off as he usually would - "Hey, got a minute - " until his eyes drift down to wrists crossed against Senku's chest. Bare wrists. Off the train. On the platform. On the platform, without his SCA. Again. A different man, but again, and that woman disappeared, she became light -
Roland's usual levelheaded cool is superseded with a different overflow. Crazed almost, at least by his standards. There is a rush of movement as he takes Senku by both shoulders, makes him face Roland who is suddenly up close without much warning or give.
"Where is your watch?" He says, strict and unrelenting. "Senku, where is your SCA?"
[ Closed - Senku / Roland / Tidus ]
Like Senku. A pal of his, someone he needs to speak with regardless, with his brow dipped in worry and his body language reflective of a desire to be urgent, to talk. To let some of this pent up stress loose, somehow, just by telling someone else while the rest of the four in that group who met Halo reconvened in their own circles. The group announcement was inevitable, but Senku - Senku had stakes in this way before the events of the mission.
Which is why he crosses that distance with a long gait, and holds Senku on the shoulder with a firm hand. As he turns to greet him, Roland will start off as he usually would - "Hey, got a minute - " until his eyes drift down to wrists crossed against Senku's chest. Bare wrists. Off the train. On the platform. On the platform, without his SCA. Again. A different man, but again, and that woman disappeared, she became light -
Roland's usual levelheaded cool is superseded with a different overflow. Crazed almost, at least by his standards. There is a rush of movement as he takes Senku by both shoulders, makes him face Roland who is suddenly up close without much warning or give.
"Where is your watch?" He says, strict and unrelenting. "Senku, where is your SCA?"