[He'd called that morning, just like he's been calling every day. There's little else he can do other than work on things from the outside. He's too close to the case and far too bias.
Whatever Hinata had been doing before that moment, Komaeda invites him to walk through the mental space he'd crafted yet again. The night sky stretches over their heads with the familiar earth stars glittering in the heavens. A soft cool wind whispers through the grassy hills, carrying with it the familiar scents of wet grass and damp sand. In the distance, the waves crash against the sand.
Just like the last time Komaeda sits on a blanket, by a camp fire with a mug of steaming tea in his hands. He looks up at Hinata's approach and smiles faintly.] Hey.
I don't have much to report. I just wanted to see you.
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Whatever Hinata had been doing before that moment, Komaeda invites him to walk through the mental space he'd crafted yet again. The night sky stretches over their heads with the familiar earth stars glittering in the heavens. A soft cool wind whispers through the grassy hills, carrying with it the familiar scents of wet grass and damp sand. In the distance, the waves crash against the sand.
Just like the last time Komaeda sits on a blanket, by a camp fire with a mug of steaming tea in his hands. He looks up at Hinata's approach and smiles faintly.] Hey.
I don't have much to report. I just wanted to see you.