[Blessed be the taiyaki cart, a convenient crowd to get lost in... Natori takes a moment to dust off his yukata and check how many dolls he has left up his sleeve. The bad news: he's out of paper dolls. The good news: he just needs some paper to get more. He casually cranes his neck alongside her to see if the taiyaki are accompanied by napkins, or at least arrive in a little paper envelope. He'll make do.]
Hm? They never even got close to me. [Their audience was such a non-entity in his mind that it doesn't even occur to him that that's what she's talking about; he assumes she means the magpies.] All thanks to your quick spells, of course!
[The line of people waiting for taiyaki are mostly minding their own business, but he keeps his voice low anyway. The other bad news about his empty (metaphorical) pockets: he doesn't have any mask or glasses to hide behind. (In fact, the only thing he has on him besides money and his keys is the flower that Aerith sold Matoba earlier that evening, though it's firmly tucked away out of sight in his obi.)] You don't happen to have a hat or something, do you? I'd like to at least try to stay low.
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Hm? They never even got close to me. [Their audience was such a non-entity in his mind that it doesn't even occur to him that that's what she's talking about; he assumes she means the magpies.] All thanks to your quick spells, of course!
[The line of people waiting for taiyaki are mostly minding their own business, but he keeps his voice low anyway. The other bad news about his empty (metaphorical) pockets: he doesn't have any mask or glasses to hide behind. (In fact, the only thing he has on him besides money and his keys is the flower that Aerith sold Matoba earlier that evening, though it's firmly tucked away out of sight in his obi.)] You don't happen to have a hat or something, do you? I'd like to at least try to stay low.