Manabu squints at him, not happy about his TOTALLY WELL-FOUNDED ALARM being brushed off in such easy fashion. It makes him look uncool! An--
Wait.
The squint becomes a more scrutinizing expression: His bad eye closes and his good eye narrows all the more as his head tilts. Hey...
Doesn't he know this guy? Or at least, recognize him? And with that dismissive tone, like...
Like that jerk wasted on cold medicine in--!
"...You were there too," he says slowly, more or less convinced he's right about that recognition. "In the nightmare, I mean. Not everything that looked harmless was that way. Even the flowers there messed people up."
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Wait.
The squint becomes a more scrutinizing expression: His bad eye closes and his good eye narrows all the more as his head tilts. Hey...
Doesn't he know this guy? Or at least, recognize him? And with that dismissive tone, like...
Like that jerk wasted on cold medicine in--!
"...You were there too," he says slowly, more or less convinced he's right about that recognition. "In the nightmare, I mean. Not everything that looked harmless was that way. Even the flowers there messed people up."