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Who: Katsumori and visitors
When: After Cafeteria Announcement
Where: Katsumori dorms
What: info piling and things
Warnings:

[well, there have been yet more crimes committed...]

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What consequences were you imagining...?

Something a little more. . .

[a beat]

[drags his thumb across his neck in the universal gesture for YOU KNOW WHAT]

[pauses and then actually laughs a little]

What impression do you have of me, exactly...?

[oh thank god she is laughing]

Not a bad one, I promise! Your phrasing just threw me for a loop. . .

Well, I assure you I have no intention of...

[pauses for a blink and you'll miss it moment and winces]

Of - causing harm. So you needn't worry.

[. . . eh?]

[. . .]

I'm not worried.

[that's honest; he does not think she is a danger to anyone in the school]

[aaaand back to normal!!]

Good to hear.

[hm. . . quietly tucking this interaction away for later]

I think I may have focused on the wrong part of what you said, though. If you helped them find alternate routes to their destination, then you must have been pretty familiar with the terrain?

Yes. Why do you ask?

[a li'l smile]

There's no specific reason. I guess I'm imagining you camping out a lot?

[nodnods!]

I'm not really much of an outdoor person myself, so it's a little impressive.

Didn't you tell me you've traveled extensively...?

I did. Do! I do.

But I think the way I travel is different from the way you do.

Is it did or do...?

[curious, though]

How do you travel?

By airplane. Do you have-- [airplanes, he almost says, before backtracking because he isn't sure airplanes have been invented for her] -- sky travel back where you're from?

Sky travel...? No, I'm not sure what you're referring to.

Back where I come from, we have a machine called an airplane. It flies through the sky and crosses long distances in a fraction of the time it takes on foot, or by. . . caravan?

[nodnods!]

So I usually hop on one of those. . . and then grab a hotel-- or a hostel-- wherever I'm staying. So for the most part, I'm indoors.

[versus being outdoors, which! sounds like her travel situation?]

How fascinating... How does it move with nothing to pull or push it?

[nodding, though]

Like an inn... So you worked while you were abroad?

Aerodynamics.

[he worked as a plane mechanic so he probably knows a bit more of the science behind it than that but it's too early in the morning for me to google things]

I picked up jobs at a few of my destinations, but I'm not working now. My coffee tour is purely vacation.

How did you pay for food and lodging...?

[what's pto]

[bold of you to assume he had pto]

Oh. . .! I, uh. Had a bit of money stashed away from when I was working.

It must have been a fairly lucrative job.

[. . . . . . sweats. . .]

Well. . . enough. It's not like I'm rich or anything, I just can afford to take the time off.

[he is loaded]

What did you do for work, then?

I was. . . sort of a jack of all trades? I worked as an airplane mechanic for a while. Then I was a sushi chef. . . though my latest job was in international trading.

So something similar to what you do, I think.

What a unique career progression...