[ It would be Shinichi Izumi who would manage to establish what may be considered a boring routine even in the mall from Hell -- but it's a comfort to him. Anything mundane is welcomed, even sought out. Doing regular rounds of the various shops has become part of that routine, and it has its purpose, too. Migi is constantly checking to see if anything has changed, to keep tabs on supplies and the whereabouts of the other mall residents.
Even now Shinichi is found with the familiar notepad in hand, letting his counterpart jot down at will, the quick scritches of pen against paper the only sound in the quiet area. He's taken to moving stealthily these days, adopting a much less clumsy walk than used on his first days here. No more running around panicking, either. Now he slips behind things and hesitates before moving forwards, and steps lightly -- which means he can accidentally sneak up on people even when he didn't mean to.
Indeed, when he hears the voice, it's definitely close enough to take him by surprise. He pauses, at first thinking it's directed at him, when he tilts his head around a corner and catches the woman who is speaking, into one of the radios. His own was left behind at his "campsite" this time, to free his hands for any potential supplies he may encounter.
Shinichi knows Catherine by association; he's made it a point to introduce himself to nearly everyone else in the mall by this point, not only because he's a painfully polite young man by nature, but also for the fact Migi wants to consistently take notes on everyone here, even just on people's surface behaviours. She's seemed quite pleasant to him, amiable, but there's something distinctly off about her. It could be dismissed as awkwardness -- and Awkwardness is his figurative middle name, so he gets that -- but after encountering a variety of oddities around this place, he supposes he is a little wary.
It doesn't stop him from still being polite. Even if the politeness comes after lingering long enough to eavesdrop on what she just said, process it a little, and then act. When did he start doing that? ]
Ms. Chun! [ His greeting is bright, left hand lifting in a wave. ]
I was just looking around and heard you over here. You're trying to make something that can help?
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Even now Shinichi is found with the familiar notepad in hand, letting his counterpart jot down at will, the quick scritches of pen against paper the only sound in the quiet area. He's taken to moving stealthily these days, adopting a much less clumsy walk than used on his first days here. No more running around panicking, either. Now he slips behind things and hesitates before moving forwards, and steps lightly -- which means he can accidentally sneak up on people even when he didn't mean to.
Indeed, when he hears the voice, it's definitely close enough to take him by surprise. He pauses, at first thinking it's directed at him, when he tilts his head around a corner and catches the woman who is speaking, into one of the radios. His own was left behind at his "campsite" this time, to free his hands for any potential supplies he may encounter.
Shinichi knows Catherine by association; he's made it a point to introduce himself to nearly everyone else in the mall by this point, not only because he's a painfully polite young man by nature, but also for the fact Migi wants to consistently take notes on everyone here, even just on people's surface behaviours. She's seemed quite pleasant to him, amiable, but there's something distinctly off about her. It could be dismissed as awkwardness -- and Awkwardness is his figurative middle name, so he gets that -- but after encountering a variety of oddities around this place, he supposes he is a little wary.
It doesn't stop him from still being polite. Even if the politeness comes after lingering long enough to eavesdrop on what she just said, process it a little, and then act. When did he start doing that? ]
Ms. Chun! [ His greeting is bright, left hand lifting in a wave. ]
I was just looking around and heard you over here. You're trying to make something that can help?