[He's still pretty spooked about it, even with 2B's vice grip on him in a way that would probably rip his arm off should an equally opposing force be tugging on him from the other direction. Thankful, still, he doesn't complain, tangled up in the very real threat that something beyond the normal levels of cognition are going on here.
Give Futaba all the shit he could in the world, her scanning abilities were superb. Maybe she'd pick something up that they couldn't see.]
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Give Futaba all the shit he could in the world, her scanning abilities were superb. Maybe she'd pick something up that they couldn't see.]
I'm tellin' ya, something pulled me towards it!
[And he looks over at her, eyebrows furrowing.]
You don't believe in ghosts, do you?