[ He's only frozen for a second, or two at most while a million more thoughts cross his head.
Wait!
He doesn't shout after Ouma, of course; it would be pointless in the silence of the night and once he's gotten his bearings, Saihara isn't really the type to give in to irrational impulses. Instead, he peels himself from his spot with as much in the way of urgency as he can, almost stumbling down the stairs in his rush. There's only one clear thought at the forefront of his mind in the end: if he's going to ask any questions at all, first he has to catch up. Anything else can come after.
But... once he's in the hallway, he's not so sure anymore.
It's the 3rd floor of the school, the one with his homeroom since he'd been coming down from exploring above, and was thinking of finding his usual spot to try and sleep in for the night. Not that he particularly wants to, but... he doesn't have a choice. He won't get anywhere if he passes out from lack of rest. Once there, he slows down a little, peering carefully into the darkness ahead that's only broken up here and there by slivers of natural moonlight or something else from outside. The rest of the actual lights have gone out of course, since it's past midnight.
But he's pretty certain Ouma didn't go any further downstairs, so he has to be on this floor.
Think. If he were Ouma in this situation... where would he try to hide? Saihara steps forward slowly, keeping his eyes trained both left and right as he does. Alright... first off, he'd keep closer to the wall opposite of the windows, right? That's the darkest portion, so it's where he's less likely to be spotted.
Landing a hand on that wall, he follows it carefully along to make sure no one slips past him that way.
Damn it. Why is Ouma's reflex to always run from things he doesn't like? Sure, he's never run from Saihara before since the tense situations he's comparing to had all been with Momota or Harukawa, but... Now that he's finally the one trying to search for him, it sure is inconvenient how good he is at this. And yet, for all he wishes he could just find him...
That's so consistent with Ouma's character that, in this place, it ends up feeling almost comforting again. He wonders if what he's doing seems the same. It must be pretty clear, from his calculated moves, that he's not the type to go running in blind like Momota or others might have. He's thinking this through. Is Ouma maybe watching that from somewhere...? ]
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Wait!
He doesn't shout after Ouma, of course; it would be pointless in the silence of the night and once he's gotten his bearings, Saihara isn't really the type to give in to irrational impulses. Instead, he peels himself from his spot with as much in the way of urgency as he can, almost stumbling down the stairs in his rush. There's only one clear thought at the forefront of his mind in the end: if he's going to ask any questions at all, first he has to catch up. Anything else can come after.
But... once he's in the hallway, he's not so sure anymore.
It's the 3rd floor of the school, the one with his homeroom since he'd been coming down from exploring above, and was thinking of finding his usual spot to try and sleep in for the night. Not that he particularly wants to, but... he doesn't have a choice. He won't get anywhere if he passes out from lack of rest. Once there, he slows down a little, peering carefully into the darkness ahead that's only broken up here and there by slivers of natural moonlight or something else from outside. The rest of the actual lights have gone out of course, since it's past midnight.
But he's pretty certain Ouma didn't go any further downstairs, so he has to be on this floor.
Think. If he were Ouma in this situation... where would he try to hide? Saihara steps forward slowly, keeping his eyes trained both left and right as he does. Alright... first off, he'd keep closer to the wall opposite of the windows, right? That's the darkest portion, so it's where he's less likely to be spotted.
Landing a hand on that wall, he follows it carefully along to make sure no one slips past him that way.
Damn it. Why is Ouma's reflex to always run from things he doesn't like? Sure, he's never run from Saihara before since the tense situations he's comparing to had all been with Momota or Harukawa, but... Now that he's finally the one trying to search for him, it sure is inconvenient how good he is at this. And yet, for all he wishes he could just find him...
That's so consistent with Ouma's character that, in this place, it ends up feeling almost comforting again. He wonders if what he's doing seems the same. It must be pretty clear, from his calculated moves, that he's not the type to go running in blind like Momota or others might have. He's thinking this through. Is Ouma maybe watching that from somewhere...? ]