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good luck with that man, i get you it sucks
Sure, eventually. take your time though
Hunters came out here. These words registered in Otto's head. He knew the forest better than they did, maybe he could ambush them? But these thoughts were for another time, a time better suited for planning. "Alright, thanks." He went back to thinking about something, but what was hard to tell. Joseph bent down to Otto, and the two had a conversation for a moment, whispering back and forth. Otto seemed more hesitant to whatever they were talking about, but let his friend go on. "You know, Trista, if it does get lonely out here...You're welcome to find us, and just talk for awhile, if you want. We never do much, really, so we're never busy..." It might have seemed like it was a bold move, especially since the trio had just started talking - but the two men shared an idea that you didn't need a soul bond to stick together, just an understanding among them. After all, they met under similar, albeit more desperate circumstances.
"Understandable. We don't really live in the village, just on the very outskirts. Too busy." Living in an abandoned house all his life, Joseph never grew to like the energy and the life that towns held within them. Otto was thankful that Joseph did the talking for the both of them, it gave him a chance to think. The small hints that she was dropping was leading him to believe the two were put in a similar situation, and very slowly, he was gaining some confidence in her. "...Is it nice to live out here?" The question came from Otto, who although didn't plan on becoming homeless again, thought it would be good information to have.
"So, Trista, do you live out here?" Joseph asked, curious. Otto already knew the answer, of course she did. She wouldn't have mentioned not seeing any gijinkas in awhile if she lived in one of the many hidden villages scattered beyond, past the forest like they did. However, he looked up at her, waiting for her own response.
"I'm Joseph, and this is Otto." The latter gave a small nod in her direction. It was like they had a system in the event the two's lack of social skills didn't prevent them from getting to introductions - Joseph would do most of the talking, including going through the trouble of giving out names. "It's nice to meet you." And it really was nice to meet Trista. Meeting another one of their type gave a better feeling of security.
"Yeah, but at least out here we're safe." Joseph pointed out, never liking to focus only on the negatives. "...It's fine." Otto waved it off, his voice more dismissive than anything. At this point he figured the sooner he could drop the subject, the better. "What's your name, anyway?" Joseph tried to bring the conversation back to something else.
Here we go again. Otto's facial expressions indicated that he was enraged again, trying to say something but he was so exhausted that nothing was coming out.Joseph put a hand on his shoulder. "Excuse my friend, um...Yeah. It's getting worse, actually." He thought for a moment on what to say. Both he and Otto had experienced their major events in life pretty recently, so maybe he could give her some perspective. "Ah, I don't know exactly when you left, but yeah. There's a lot more hunters and they're more aggressive, and terrorist attacks have started pretty recently..." Otto started thinking about her question, and the way she said it. She said she hadn't been to town in a long time, and that implied a few things. Either she simply checked around town every so often as he did, or she once also belonged to humans. He gave her a quick look, which showed he was thinking something, before looking at the ground.
yeah, i'm cool with that!
He was thankful that the guard let him have a moment to calm down after being woken up, and that he wasn't immediately dragged out. He walked out with the guard, going to the cafeteria and picking a spot he hoped was away from everyone else, being careful not to bump into anything. He had the same problem he did yesterday about eating in an unfamiliar place, but skipping all of his meals yesterday was forcing him to eat today. Even then, it wasn't much, just a couple of clementines.
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