( komaeda looks up to check one more time, that person seems more like a wolf hunting down their prey, eyes religiously settled on shin no matter where he goes, but komaeda finds that he won't interrupt it if that's the case. with his prosthetic arm, he's dusting off his clothes of what little hair is stuck on him so that he isn't the apple of said painting's eye, but none of the hair actually hit the floor as he does so.

they're gone, at least. )

It's fun when there's two people, but I guess there's a reason you wanted to take it down.

( he officially gets down on his feet, turning around to look at them as his eyes flick between the self portrait, and then the other. )

Hm... You're no different than me. If something catches your interest, you'd want to indulge... so hear me out, Tsukimi-kun, do you think it's bad to have your painting attached to this place? It leads to easy possession, but... you already took someone else's name, so I guess you're used to that!

( that said, he doesn't find that to be a bad thing, but between what information he got from ranger to go off of, it sounds perfectly normal. why wouldn't it? when he knows the ultimate imposter who took names, faces, and their talent. )