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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, GUNDAM TANAKA. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 014.23.695.34 *** BeastofPerdition has joined 014.23.695.34 <BeastofPerdition> Do not waste my time.

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[hamham]

[Gundam hadn't responded, the "see you then" on his end implied surely, and instead worked on finishing getting ready.

The man she's greeting is much the same as always, even in the more professional looking uniform and apron for the pet store. His shirt is dark and short sleeved, revealing the left arm bandaged like always, but the right one now bandaged as well to the wrist. The fact that his hair is slicked back rather than styled up like usual just might be weird enough to distract from the four small protrusions growing out of his forehead - the start of horns. But who knows, maybe it won't be!

Before replying, he takes a moment to assess Mahiru's physical state, looking for any changes she may have gone through and watching for injuries she may have obtained, but he doesn't comment on anything he sees. Instead he offers her a polite nod.]

Good morning. You prefer to be the early bird rather than the worm, I see.

[Which is fine by him.]

[photonement]

[When she sees the spots - it's very hard for her to miss things with these eyes without looking in the wrong direction altogether - she's not sure about the material. After all, her hair grew as an onryo, and kelpies had the same issue. Maybe this is just a variation on his streaks. If he doesn't have to put a hat over them they're probably not a big deal that needs extra attention. She files away the concept that he might have a headache, though the initial pain from however they formed has probably gone away along with the Fog, in case she should recommend some painkillers like Dr. Kimishima has to offer.]

More like the owl who hung on to scoop up the last of the worms. [Since her night shift is still a thing. Is she an owl? Mami had come out before the sun completely left the sky - maybe harpies don't have the same problem as some of the other monsters.

Mahiru claps her hands as she steps further into the store and more of the shelves come into her view.] Do you actually feed worms to the birds? Or just other stuff? [Maybe she would already know this if she had spent more free time with him. Oh, well, no time like the present.]