[ He tells himself he's just out for a walk, it's nothing mopey or otherwise— but he kind of has to admit that that's a lie when he finds himself out past even the city limits and into the trees. But... well, it's a pleasant morning, so why not? He walks on, eventually even pulling off his mask to tuck it under one arm.
Needless to say that part clicks back into place almost the instant he realizes that noise ahead is a person and not some strangely-shaped but probably harmless animal, and — oh. It's his seafoam green haired friend of the network. He's smiling when he comes to a stop, leaning against a tree a ways back. ]
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Needless to say that part clicks back into place almost the instant he realizes that noise ahead is a person and not some strangely-shaped but probably harmless animal, and — oh. It's his seafoam green haired friend of the network. He's smiling when he comes to a stop, leaning against a tree a ways back. ]
That's quite the trick, my dear.