[children excited about the machine is one thing, but the buzz around it seems off, feels odd. and walking by, one of the smaller ones runs to her, tugs on a sleeve. there's a man in the machine, they claim, and Emily is practically helpless to follow, worried for their safety.
...that sure is a man in the claw machine. the how can be sorted out later, once he's removed, but...
well. shooing some of the kids to the side to let herself come through, she decides to rap on the glass, sharp and brisk, louder than the children.]
Mr. Kamui? Are you awake?
[he's breathing, far as she can see, but...this is not a place to sleep. at the least, there are better piles of plushies to sleep on.]
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...that sure is a man in the claw machine. the how can be sorted out later, once he's removed, but...
well. shooing some of the kids to the side to let herself come through, she decides to rap on the glass, sharp and brisk, louder than the children.]
Mr. Kamui? Are you awake?
[he's breathing, far as she can see, but...this is not a place to sleep. at the least, there are better piles of plushies to sleep on.]