[rock first, snarl second. didn't tell the lizard off for his driving until he drove like a maniac. and he does communicate his feelings. what little of them he actually has left. he told you that during the war. so far shouto's not done anything that's made him want to communicate those preferences, so he's content to rest where he is.

yeah, he's partial to the lunar orbs since they serve as electricity in this world. which means... someone's got a working toaster oven in his place. and a mini fridge. he found a lot of shit that month.]

No clue. Mostly third-hand talk.

[touya has some idea about it being smaller chisels and some magnifying glasses, but he's not really sure. though he's interested in getting his hands on them. might be more willing to do blood trades if he's the one controlling his own blood.

so long as they don't encounter glowing mushrooms with hookah-smoking caterpillars...

the question and split earn narrowed eyes and touya turns his head to look at the paths. clicking his tongue he orders shouto not to move, then carefully sits up and turns around, both hands on either side of the boat as he faces forward. once they get to the split---stab the pole into the ground, shouto--he lingers, tilting from side to side and breathe down one tunnel, and down the other.]

Left. The current is stronger at left and the air isn't stale. It's got more chance of leading to an exit. The right's likely a dead end or a drain we can't pass.

[how's that for some sewer crawl knowledge...]