Now, now, there's no need to be so cold, is there?
[ There's an airy, good-natured laugh, as though he's used to even this behavior. He is, and it's never once truly bothered him when those who resent him are generally too far beneath him to warrant his notice. It tells him that he's not particularly well liked here. He can't discern a reason from either set of overlapping memories, so he suppose the "Sou Hiyori" that Komaeda knows must be the one who's so disliked.
How troublesome. It's always such a hassle to change first impressions. His gaze grows more careful and calculating in turn. It's not quite the same look that his older counterpart might carry, for none fear death more than those who have already experienced it once, but one of a person who's far too aware of it for their age. It's a consequence of living with a knife at his back.
He's no stranger to false memories either. He looks to the student store, shaking his head and turning away from it. He's not quite certain of where he needs to be, but he has the sense that it's not here. ]
Hm... My jobs keeps me rather busy, I have to do continuing education as well... But I've always rather fond of strategy and logic games... Ah, I'm not causing you too much trouble, am I?
[ It's just simple small talk to pass the time. Hiyori hasn't made any deal about him, nor has he acclimated enough to take interest in this patient, and so he sees no harm in this just yet. ]
NOT HIS DOWNFALL i'm so sad for him
[ There's an airy, good-natured laugh, as though he's used to even this behavior. He is, and it's never once truly bothered him when those who resent him are generally too far beneath him to warrant his notice. It tells him that he's not particularly well liked here. He can't discern a reason from either set of overlapping memories, so he suppose the "Sou Hiyori" that Komaeda knows must be the one who's so disliked.
How troublesome. It's always such a hassle to change first impressions. His gaze grows more careful and calculating in turn. It's not quite the same look that his older counterpart might carry, for none fear death more than those who have already experienced it once, but one of a person who's far too aware of it for their age. It's a consequence of living with a knife at his back.
He's no stranger to false memories either. He looks to the student store, shaking his head and turning away from it. He's not quite certain of where he needs to be, but he has the sense that it's not here. ]
Hm... My jobs keeps me rather busy, I have to do continuing education as well... But I've always rather fond of strategy and logic games... Ah, I'm not causing you too much trouble, am I?
[ It's just simple small talk to pass the time. Hiyori hasn't made any deal about him, nor has he acclimated enough to take interest in this patient, and so he sees no harm in this just yet. ]