[Under any other circumstances, Kija owns he might have judged it pretty.
[The temple is quiet, it is secluded, it is bizarre. It looks - perhaps, this is what the Seiryuu villagers might have had in mind, before reality ensued? - as if it has been carved from the rock face itself, which is a ridiculous thing to think when one can see the seams between the brick but is the only way he can imagine to explain how very curious the shape is, how it towers up and away like the side of a mountain, the creeping, climbing plants that cluster at the foot of the walls. At their backs, too, the ground drops precipitously, dizzyingly away to the shores of a lake, and the waters lie so dark and still and frigid-looking he wants to back away--]
[Okay, it is pretty here, but it is distinctly unsettling with it. Is this really the place--?
[Except then the stranger confirms it, but with it one very comforting fact: they will not be staying outside.]
All right. Y--
[He breaks off before he can say the boy's name; or say it again. Maybe it is too late to take what he has said back, but he can at least endeavor not to make matters any worse.]
Do you need any help?
[A hand. A shoulder. He will pick Yoon up and carry him, if that is what it takes.]
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[The temple is quiet, it is secluded, it is bizarre. It looks - perhaps, this is what the Seiryuu villagers might have had in mind, before reality ensued? - as if it has been carved from the rock face itself, which is a ridiculous thing to think when one can see the seams between the brick but is the only way he can imagine to explain how very curious the shape is, how it towers up and away like the side of a mountain, the creeping, climbing plants that cluster at the foot of the walls. At their backs, too, the ground drops precipitously, dizzyingly away to the shores of a lake, and the waters lie so dark and still and frigid-looking he wants to back away--]
[Okay, it is pretty here, but it is distinctly unsettling with it. Is this really the place--?
[Except then the stranger confirms it, but with it one very comforting fact: they will not be staying outside.]
All right. Y--
[He breaks off before he can say the boy's name; or say it again. Maybe it is too late to take what he has said back, but he can at least endeavor not to make matters any worse.]
Do you need any help?
[A hand. A shoulder. He will pick Yoon up and carry him, if that is what it takes.]