[Tsuzuki's wandering to the edges of the party, tipsy and confused. It's not that the party's not nice; he's been having a pretty good time, he just feels... weird.
Weird, like Maria had earlier. Who knows: maybe it's something about the night. He's made up with Yamanbagiri, at least, and that thought distracts him with a bubble of warm relief as he stops under one of the trees, leaning a hand against it and tilting his head back to look up at the moon almost hidden behind the foliage. He wonders if the leaves will ever fall. This is the Heavens, after all. Maybe not...
Maybe the cherry blossoms are better burned out. His smile is faraway, and he's paying no attention to his surroundings.]
wild moon
Weird, like Maria had earlier. Who knows: maybe it's something about the night. He's made up with Yamanbagiri, at least, and that thought distracts him with a bubble of warm relief as he stops under one of the trees, leaning a hand against it and tilting his head back to look up at the moon almost hidden behind the foliage. He wonders if the leaves will ever fall. This is the Heavens, after all. Maybe not...
Maybe the cherry blossoms are better burned out. His smile is faraway, and he's paying no attention to his surroundings.]