[He was not a part of the teams who threw themselves into the open maw of the Kaigo no Bou, but that does not mean Sholmes cannot creep about the aftermath like a bloodhound, scenting information and gathering it where he will. The wearied crowd that spills out of the tower, once the task is finally completed, does not all appear in a state to speak; with some concern, he even sees those injured swept away with worrying haste, and something sinks in his chest.
When he finds Anna, his enthusiasm for questioning what exactly's happened stills itself. It does not take one's powers of keen deduction to see she is not all there, gone distant. Even if he startles her during his approach, this impression lingers.]
Dear girl, are you all right? You barely look as though you're present at all.
[And she looks so... small, standing there like that, without her usual coat to bolster her frame. Must have lost it or given it away, he thinks. Did he see a similar fabric of its ilk wrapped around one of the injured...?
Sholmes shrugs off his coat without much thought and hangs it on her shoulders. It practically swallows her whole.]
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When he finds Anna, his enthusiasm for questioning what exactly's happened stills itself. It does not take one's powers of keen deduction to see she is not all there, gone distant. Even if he startles her during his approach, this impression lingers.]
Dear girl, are you all right? You barely look as though you're present at all.
[And she looks so... small, standing there like that, without her usual coat to bolster her frame. Must have lost it or given it away, he thinks. Did he see a similar fabric of its ilk wrapped around one of the injured...?
Sholmes shrugs off his coat without much thought and hangs it on her shoulders. It practically swallows her whole.]