[Nageki is the kind of person whose presence could easily be ignored. He gave his greeting and found himself a seat and blended in with the background. He's quiet. He's unobtrusive.
He's staring at Sora. To be fair, not all the time. Just every so often, he looks up from the book he's brought to watch Sora, like he'll do something stupid and disappear if he doesn't keep some kind of eye on him.
He almost lost two of the three people he considers most valuable in his afterlife. Two of the three people who make his existence as a soul worthwhile. He's not okay with that. He's worried.
But he doesn't know how to deal with worry. So he's... staring for now.]
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He's staring at Sora. To be fair, not all the time. Just every so often, he looks up from the book he's brought to watch Sora, like he'll do something stupid and disappear if he doesn't keep some kind of eye on him.
He almost lost two of the three people he considers most valuable in his afterlife. Two of the three people who make his existence as a soul worthwhile. He's not okay with that. He's worried.
But he doesn't know how to deal with worry. So he's... staring for now.]