a. [ most of natsume's worrying is kept firmly behind closed doors, though at some point he does pry it open to peek outside and take a quick, surreptitious look at the hall. the rules are—something. ever since he read them, all his thoughts have been about touko-san and shigeru-san, how this would affect them, how this would impact tanuma and taki, and...
sensei.
he's pretty unfocused, and that's probably why he leaves the door to his room slightly ajar when he goes back in to look around. if you watch him, he's a little tense and there's something anxious about the way he moves around. he spends the most time at the trunk, where he handles everything inside it as if it were fragile. ]
b. [ when he's done searching his room—which is absolutely what he was doing—he heads out of the motel and begins wandering the streets. he's keeping to himself so while it won't be hard to get his attention, he's unlikely to approach anyone first. ]
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sensei.
he's pretty unfocused, and that's probably why he leaves the door to his room slightly ajar when he goes back in to look around. if you watch him, he's a little tense and there's something anxious about the way he moves around. he spends the most time at the trunk, where he handles everything inside it as if it were fragile. ]
b. [ when he's done searching his room—which is absolutely what he was doing—he heads out of the motel and begins wandering the streets. he's keeping to himself so while it won't be hard to get his attention, he's unlikely to approach anyone first. ]