[one of them has to be in this situation, even if he'd been stressing a little bit earlier. after some reassurance, however, he feels slightly better about everything despite their circumstances, limited resources included.
when baby leans against him, he shifts a little closer and tilts his head so it can rest against baby's, a slow, measured exhale passing his lips as he considers the question. does he want them to be safe? yes, of course he does, but they will have to think about the future, about what they're going to do before those resources run out. immediately, his thoughts are on job-hunting and wondering what it is that he could do that might bring in some form of decent income.
he's drawn out of those thoughts by baby's next question, his heart thudding hard against his ribs. should they look for the others? would it matter?] I... don't know. [it's probably the most truthful thing he's spoken so far; he truly has no idea what they should do about their fellow bandmates. (demons? they aren't that anymore, so it wouldn't make sense to refer to them as such, unless they are somehow still demonic? which would be completely unfair—) but he can't focus on that too long, either.
mystery vaguely remembers them all fighting, abby and romance included, but he doesn't recall what happened to them. jinu, on the other hand, he remembers extremely well; the way he'd protected that purple-haired huntrix girl and sacrificed himself, somehow regaining his soul in the process. being human, did that mean they were returned their souls as well? he imagines so, but one can never be too sure, especially whenever he has no idea how these things work. he slowly turns his head toward baby to look at him, his own expression pinching slightly when he sees the indecision, heart sinking at the thought of the other saja boys not caring.
while they may not have all been as close as he and baby are, he would imagine that maybe they'd still seek them out if they were still around? or maybe it's just hopeful thinking and they wouldn't care at all.] Perhaps? I can't speak for them, but if they were afraid and had nowhere else to turn— [he cuts himself off, knowing full-well that if he hadn't found baby, the others would have been next on his list.]
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when baby leans against him, he shifts a little closer and tilts his head so it can rest against baby's, a slow, measured exhale passing his lips as he considers the question. does he want them to be safe? yes, of course he does, but they will have to think about the future, about what they're going to do before those resources run out. immediately, his thoughts are on job-hunting and wondering what it is that he could do that might bring in some form of decent income.
he's drawn out of those thoughts by baby's next question, his heart thudding hard against his ribs. should they look for the others? would it matter?] I... don't know. [it's probably the most truthful thing he's spoken so far; he truly has no idea what they should do about their fellow bandmates. (demons? they aren't that anymore, so it wouldn't make sense to refer to them as such, unless they are somehow still demonic? which would be completely unfair—) but he can't focus on that too long, either.
mystery vaguely remembers them all fighting, abby and romance included, but he doesn't recall what happened to them. jinu, on the other hand, he remembers extremely well; the way he'd protected that purple-haired huntrix girl and sacrificed himself, somehow regaining his soul in the process. being human, did that mean they were returned their souls as well? he imagines so, but one can never be too sure, especially whenever he has no idea how these things work. he slowly turns his head toward baby to look at him, his own expression pinching slightly when he sees the indecision, heart sinking at the thought of the other saja boys not caring.
while they may not have all been as close as he and baby are, he would imagine that maybe they'd still seek them out if they were still around? or maybe it's just hopeful thinking and they wouldn't care at all.] Perhaps? I can't speak for them, but if they were afraid and had nowhere else to turn— [he cuts himself off, knowing full-well that if he hadn't found baby, the others would have been next on his list.]