Hotaru wandered into the diner, entirely oblivious to the chaotic scene that had so recently unfolded.
...Well, no... Maybe that was a lie. He was not incapable of sensing the tension that lingered throughout the diner and among its customers. He had heard sirens, and they might have been within the general area. If patrons murmured about what had just happened, his particularly sensitive, but totally normal human hearing might have caught some of them.
He was ignoring all of that. Not because he didn't care, but because he wasn't equipped to deal with any of it, and besides, he could surely hope it was all over, couldn't he?
And so, as Hotaru wandered into the diner, it appeared he was entirely oblivious to the chaotic scene that had so recently unfolded.
He chose a booth and slid into it. His eyes darted about, like they always did. Checking. Was anyone looking at him? Did anyone seem to recognize him? The usual checks.
Regardless of the results, he ordered a steaming hot mug of coffee, extra milk, no sugar, but lots of honey. He pulled out a notebook and a pen and settled into his seat, sipping and scribbling intermittently.
...Well, no... Maybe that was a lie. He was not incapable of sensing the tension that lingered throughout the diner and among its customers. He had heard sirens, and they might have been within the general area. If patrons murmured about what had just happened, his particularly sensitive, but totally normal human hearing might have caught some of them.
He was ignoring all of that. Not because he didn't care, but because he wasn't equipped to deal with any of it, and besides, he could surely hope it was all over, couldn't he?
And so, as Hotaru wandered into the diner, it appeared he was entirely oblivious to the chaotic scene that had so recently unfolded.
He chose a booth and slid into it. His eyes darted about, like they always did. Checking. Was anyone looking at him? Did anyone seem to recognize him? The usual checks.
Regardless of the results, he ordered a steaming hot mug of coffee, extra milk, no sugar, but lots of honey. He pulled out a notebook and a pen and settled into his seat, sipping and scribbling intermittently.
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