[ He may lose sight of her once or twice, but like a Diglett bumping its way through the dirt, she always manages to pop her way up from among the menagerie of body types that make up the crowds.
Following after Matsui's tranquil and (more importantly) tall presence gives her focus, so she fares much better in the hubbub than when she was alone. She's calm enough by the time they arrive at the cafe, and she takes in the quaint exterior with a bit of softness. It reminds her of any cafe she might have come across in London; the familiarity is comforting in a bittersweet way. ]
It's perfect.
[ She drifts forward, glancing this way and that at all the little details. ]
There were a lot of places like this where I came from. Everyone was always drinking tea.
[ It wasn't something she recognized as potentially unusual until she was yanked from her world. ]
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Following after Matsui's tranquil and (more importantly) tall presence gives her focus, so she fares much better in the hubbub than when she was alone. She's calm enough by the time they arrive at the cafe, and she takes in the quaint exterior with a bit of softness. It reminds her of any cafe she might have come across in London; the familiarity is comforting in a bittersweet way. ]
It's perfect.
[ She drifts forward, glancing this way and that at all the little details. ]
There were a lot of places like this where I came from. Everyone was always drinking tea.
[ It wasn't something she recognized as potentially unusual until she was yanked from her world. ]