She stole a sidelong glance at him as he spoke, listening intently. So he was from Japan as well, but... had arrived only a few months ago? That couldn't be right. He would have mentioned The Tragedy, surely, if he'd survived that. So maybe he wasn't from her Japan, then? ...This was all very confusing. Of all the things Mukuro had been trained to deal with, different worlds had never come up.
That could all wait, though. Current mission was new clothes, not figuring out mindblowing secrets of time and space. Clothes she could probably handle. She pulled a small to try alongside the medium-- she was reasonably tall, but pretty slender, so sometimes fitting was a pain. "That should work," she murmured, grabbing a few boring standard t-shirts as well. It felt strange not to need a uniform.
"How has it been? Living here, I mean," she clarified, drifting to the shorts and skirts. "I'm... not really clear on the specifics."
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She stole a sidelong glance at him as he spoke, listening intently. So he was from Japan as well, but... had arrived only a few months ago? That couldn't be right. He would have mentioned The Tragedy, surely, if he'd survived that. So maybe he wasn't from her Japan, then? ...This was all very confusing. Of all the things Mukuro had been trained to deal with, different worlds had never come up.
That could all wait, though. Current mission was new clothes, not figuring out mindblowing secrets of time and space. Clothes she could probably handle. She pulled a small to try alongside the medium-- she was reasonably tall, but pretty slender, so sometimes fitting was a pain. "That should work," she murmured, grabbing a few boring standard t-shirts as well. It felt strange not to need a uniform.
"How has it been? Living here, I mean," she clarified, drifting to the shorts and skirts. "I'm... not really clear on the specifics."