[The voice makes him pause. Even if he doesn't know her face, the voice is definitely familiar , even if he can't explain why. If they have met, she's not showing any signs that she remembers either so he decides to just forget about it for now. Could've just caught one of her posts to the Network. Hell, he's probably just mistaken.]
You know. Some people like to leave offerings on graves- saw it all the time in Tokyo.
[Kaiji glances back at the cranes she's making- they've all been folded neatly, with care.
"Spruce up" the graves, huh...? He goes to glance back round to spot the markers with a crane on them but stops himself halfway, pretending to click his neck instead. It feels strangely voyeuristic trying to figure out who she's here to visit, like going to watch a stranger's funeral.]
... it's for different reasons than you but... I guess I wouldn't want my grave to look bare. It's a nice idea. [nodding at the origami] I'm not too great at stuff like that.
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You know. Some people like to leave offerings on graves- saw it all the time in Tokyo.
[Kaiji glances back at the cranes she's making- they've all been folded neatly, with care.
"Spruce up" the graves, huh...? He goes to glance back round to spot the markers with a crane on them but stops himself halfway, pretending to click his neck instead. It feels strangely voyeuristic trying to figure out who she's here to visit, like going to watch a stranger's funeral.]
... it's for different reasons than you but... I guess I wouldn't want my grave to look bare. It's a nice idea. [nodding at the origami] I'm not too great at stuff like that.