[Manabu looks surprised at not being shut down or snapped at.
...or smacked, honestly.
but hell, he'll take it! his face is still bruised, ok.]
Got it.
[and he leaves it at that, focusing on keeping up with James' brisk pace as they hurry out of the more open-air parts of the trek back up to Shepherd Street, where the abandoned fire house punctuates part of the horizon.
Manabu hops up the porch steps, already fishing they key with the antler keyring out to unlock and head inside, pushing the door with his shoulder to let it swing wide as he steps in and aside to take his shoes off, looking back toward it to see if James actually does intend to come in and talk, or...he's had enough.]
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...or smacked, honestly.
but hell, he'll take it! his face is still bruised, ok.]
Got it.
[and he leaves it at that, focusing on keeping up with James' brisk pace as they hurry out of the more open-air parts of the trek back up to Shepherd Street, where the abandoned fire house punctuates part of the horizon.
Manabu hops up the porch steps, already fishing they key with the antler keyring out to unlock and head inside, pushing the door with his shoulder to let it swing wide as he steps in and aside to take his shoes off, looking back toward it to see if James actually does intend to come in and talk, or...he's had enough.]