[ It's the janitor's closet but tbh it's so windy that it's easy to end up in there anyway so that's where they are now!! Those words are ominous. It takes an effort him to remain relaxed, his body showing no signs of the anxiety budding in his heart. Hiyori has always been sensitive to the moods and words of others, and there's a dull ache in his torso that he can't quite shake. It almost comes as a relief hen he's released, though there's a hint of disappointment as well.
He shakes his head as he glances around the room. It's an old school, but everything is in pristine condition. The generators powering it are in perfect condition, perhaps because students have no reason to go about destroying their only power source. ]
No, I haven't... I don't recall being able to access this place.
[ His memories are fuzzy and incomplete, with just little bits and pieces coming back to him, but he's almost certain that this place should be inaccessible. He watches Komaeda with care, as though trying to read his mind. ]
Might I ask what change you're referring to? I'm afraid that I don't understand.
NOT HE OWNS HIM ok true
He shakes his head as he glances around the room. It's an old school, but everything is in pristine condition. The generators powering it are in perfect condition, perhaps because students have no reason to go about destroying their only power source. ]
No, I haven't... I don't recall being able to access this place.
[ His memories are fuzzy and incomplete, with just little bits and pieces coming back to him, but he's almost certain that this place should be inaccessible. He watches Komaeda with care, as though trying to read his mind. ]
Might I ask what change you're referring to? I'm afraid that I don't understand.