His gaze turned towards a girl who began to tug at his shirt, his feet stopped in their tracks. This was odd– he’d had PEOPLE come up and try to get his attention (though it was usually tourists asking for directions), but rarely did someone just do so for little reason. All he could do was offer a puzzled expression as he lightly tugged his sleeve from her grasp.
“Do you need something?”
↳ ♫ ↰ Her hand hovered in the air for a moment after he pulled his sleeve away before she allowed it to fall back to her side. Kotone watched him, tilting her head to one side and then the other. “Odd,” she spoke a moment later, tone devoid of emotion. Said oddity wasn’t anything obvious nor did it cause him to stand out much. “Do you hurt people, sir?” Because that was a completely normal thing to ask a stranger, of course.
