[ There's confusion at first on Atsumu's part as he makes his way through this dirty, choked, mess of a city. That people manage to live here in this stagnant, barely breathable air... that so many people live here given that fact, really surprises Atsumu. He presses a hand over his face at first, but it makes it even harder to take in what gulps of oxygen he can, so he's quick to drop it again as he struggles to accumulate to the environment of this new world.
It's a place he doesn't belong either, and it's clear from every sneering look or leer he gets while passing by that he stands out like a sore thumb, looking lost and confused as he turns this way and that, trying to find somewhere more peaceful, maybe at least just a little cleaner.
Instead what he finds is Silco, standing amongst a wall of muscle as tall as Atsumu is, looking as at home as a man can.
Was this the world that Silco came from...? It explained a little about the man. ]
Just tryin' to get my bearings here. This youe uh... office, I guess?
[ The building he's standing in front of right now. ]
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It's a place he doesn't belong either, and it's clear from every sneering look or leer he gets while passing by that he stands out like a sore thumb, looking lost and confused as he turns this way and that, trying to find somewhere more peaceful, maybe at least just a little cleaner.
Instead what he finds is Silco, standing amongst a wall of muscle as tall as Atsumu is, looking as at home as a man can.
Was this the world that Silco came from...? It explained a little about the man. ]
Just tryin' to get my bearings here. This youe uh... office, I guess?
[ The building he's standing in front of right now. ]