Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32156269-20170704220651/@comment-32585685-20170715175812

Oshiro Norio looks up briefly from quietly leafing through his notepad, watching the theatrics to check they're not about to spill into something that ropes him in.

Norio thinks (I wish I had my phone, but at least I have my notepad. Whatever, I've written what I wanted to. Now, I came here for a reason so I guess I should interact.)

He stands and approaches Amaya. He stops and stands a respectful distance from her, then stares at her as he starts talking.

Norio: "What are you crying for? Because you don't know what to do?"