[Tetsuo couldn't have made it to the bottom of the steps before Kaneda had followed, opening the door to Nonah 05 and stepping out. Whether he had seen Tetsuo take the jacket off or found it hanging on the hook, that didn't matter. It was now slung over one of those defined shoulders.
The door shuts behind him, feet clicking against the concrete until they hop onto the first step. They don't go any further, with Tetsuo where he's at. But from here his voice speaks up, still hoarse from the night before, and raspy in the back.]
It's cold out.
[No, he's not going to address the issue yet.]
You forgot my jacket.
[It wasn't forgotten. You don't hang something up on a hook to forget about it, especially when you leave the house the next second. Confusion washes over his face as he drills holes into the back of Tetsuo's head with his eyes, searching for answers.
He'd...stopped the curse, right? He'd brought Tetsuo home.
Why did he want to leave again? It just didn't make sense, and if anyone could see Kaneda right now, it was as plain as day on his face.
Re: Jan 7, afternoon
The door shuts behind him, feet clicking against the concrete until they hop onto the first step. They don't go any further, with Tetsuo where he's at. But from here his voice speaks up, still hoarse from the night before, and raspy in the back.]
It's cold out.
[No, he's not going to address the issue yet.]
You forgot my jacket.
[It wasn't forgotten. You don't hang something up on a hook to forget about it, especially when you leave the house the next second. Confusion washes over his face as he drills holes into the back of Tetsuo's head with his eyes, searching for answers.
He'd...stopped the curse, right? He'd brought Tetsuo home.
Why did he want to leave again? It just didn't make sense, and if anyone could see Kaneda right now, it was as plain as day on his face.
What did I do wrong?]