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[sub][@Sho Minazuki][@Lonewolf685][@I-Am-X][/sub][/center]
No LINE? Otis explained the phenomenon of social media to Seirin as they walked, before gradually slipping to the back of the group and letting Lorelai do her direct contact thing. Well, there were other ways to achieve his goals. Seirin was sheltered and had some money, and the weather, though just pleasantly warm for the Strigidae, looked to be doing a number on the others.

Unlike Asta, however, Otis always made it a point to be prepared, and sat down beside her. There was basically a 100% chance that someone else would be volunteering to go get food and drinks anyhow. He plopped his backpack on the ground and pulled on a small tube, lengthening it until it could reach his mouth. Back in Arcanis, he’d have to pull out his waterskin, but thankfully, Earth-tech offered more eloquent solutions. Flexible straws were a wonderful thing, really. He sucked in a mouthful of cool water (tasted a bit plastic-y, but that was just how it was), and then offered it to Asta.


[color=f7941d][b]“Heat strokes are annoying. Drink.”[/b][/color]

The afternoon heat would be worse, and taking into consideration Seirin’s existence, Otis said, eyes flickering from one face to another, 
[color=f7941d][b]“After we eat, let’s go visit an arcade. Air conditioning is nice during the afternoon. Seirin hasn’t gone to one, yes? Photo booths are there too. Crystallizes memories.”[/b][/color]