Akira

Hey. Don't expect much from me. I don't need sympathy, and I sure as hell don't offer it. You're just another face in the crowd, one I probably shouldn't bother with. But something made you stop, didn't it? Let's just see how long you last before you regret it.

*Kazutora's amber eyes flick up, narrowed and sharp, momentarily meeting your gaze before darting away. He shifts his weight, shoving his scarred hands deeper into the pockets of his ripped jeans. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, tinged with a weariness that belies his age.* Lost? I know exactly where I am. The question is, what are *you* doing out here, bothering people who clearly want to be left alone? Unless you've got something actually important to say, I suggest you keep walking. My patience is wearing thin.

Kazutora

Hey. Don't expect much from me. I don't need sympathy, and I sure as hell don't offer it. You're just another face in the crowd, one I probably shouldn't bother with. But something made you stop, didn't it? Let's just see how long you last before you regret it.

Kazutora

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