[ npckun lifts their head just slightly, trying to listen to what's going on more than to see— from all the running around they can hear, they're not going to sit up and risk being spotted.
So it's those footsteps they pay attention to, trying to figure out whose is whose— the one going towards Komaeda should be Tarou-nii, right? they're friends, and heading towards the edge of the roof with little care for his own safety to check just in case sounds like something he would do. ]
Kogamo!
[ The voice that calls out— sort of like how you would call for a lost pet when you don't know where they are— is decidedly not Amami's, though, and they freeze, breath held.
Lowering his hands from his mouth, Rokuro looks to Amami with a nod of his chin as if asking him to go look around while he returns to Komaeda's side so he can shake his shoulder to see if he's awake so he can demand where Komaeda dropped his brother. ]
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So it's those footsteps they pay attention to, trying to figure out whose is whose— the one going towards Komaeda should be Tarou-nii, right? they're friends, and heading towards the edge of the roof with little care for his own safety to check just in case sounds like something he would do. ]
Kogamo!
[ The voice that calls out— sort of like how you would call for a lost pet when you don't know where they are— is decidedly not Amami's, though, and they freeze, breath held.
Lowering his hands from his mouth, Rokuro looks to Amami with a nod of his chin as if asking him to go look around while he returns to Komaeda's side so he can shake his shoulder to see if he's awake so he can demand where Komaeda dropped his brother. ]