[ He's no joke, despite that most of his skills nowadays are used to hunt down raccoons to compare their flavor to weasels. He turns the safety back on his weapon (which probably uses rubber bullets anyway, since it's a replica because that's against the rules in Japan-- but the dolls can't tell, it's more than enough for them). He moves to the edge of the roof and toward a tree, which he grabs onto and uses to support his weight for a trip down of sorts. ]
I didn't know I left until I came back.
[ His memories are the same after all, and he doesn't remember anything new between leaving and returning... but time has obviously passed. ]
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I didn't know I left until I came back.
[ His memories are the same after all, and he doesn't remember anything new between leaving and returning... but time has obviously passed. ]