[Even before his time in Nippon, Kazuha always had a little bit of a relaxed view of recreational drugs. Tonight he's partaken in very little though, wanting to be mostly lucid for possibly the last night before he forgets everything. It's a heavy feeling, but he's making the most of it.
He's just having some sake, cup in hand, when he heards a familiar voice and turns. Rather than being bashful at what was said, the samurai immediately goes into full gremlin mode, leaning closer to his friend.]
That long? I would have made that less.
[Ah, not exactly what he wanted to comment, but there it is. Kazuha breathes a sigh, looking at the crane, then just decides to roll with it. Truth is not a bad thing.]
It's good to see you, it's been too long. So much has happened.
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He's just having some sake, cup in hand, when he heards a familiar voice and turns. Rather than being bashful at what was said, the samurai immediately goes into full gremlin mode, leaning closer to his friend.]
That long? I would have made that less.
[Ah, not exactly what he wanted to comment, but there it is. Kazuha breathes a sigh, looking at the crane, then just decides to roll with it. Truth is not a bad thing.]
It's good to see you, it's been too long. So much has happened.