[He's not even really sure why he comes by the train station again. Maybe because it's been a couple months, and he's scrupulously avoided it, especially after that incident with Don's death, and he just needs to see what's there now that he is more or less convinced this place isn't all an elaborate dying hallucination or afterlife of some kind.
(And maybe some part of him he can't quite acknowledge is hoping that the reason Gregor's gone missing is because he died somehow, and Shinjiro will happen to find him at the station and be able to let Don know. Which is definitely the only reason he'd want to find him, obviously.)
It's largely a disappointment. There's no train in sight, even with the new influx of confused and unsettled individuals who clearly didn't come here intentionally, as is the case with everything that happens in this town. Food that simply appears in the restaurants without any people to serve it, supplies simply available in the various stores. Apartments that are fully furnished but vacant, and nobody ever comes to claim them. Makes sense that they'd never see the trains that bring along new arrivals.
He's about to head back when he happens to spot the girl pressed up against the wall, trying to make herself as small as possible. Shinjiro's seen that kind of thing before plenty of times, back when he lived on the streets. And he tells himself it's not his business, not his problem, and yet he finds himself walking in that direction nonetheless. Before he knows it, he's standing before her, slightly at an angle enough that it doesn't seem like he's just...looming. The bonus side effect to this is his height does block her out from most other people's view, which might let her breathe a little easier.]
...You good, kid?
[Mumbled out gruffly, almost as though reluctant. His hands are still shoved in his pockets, shoulders hunched a little further inward than strictly necessary, like he's uncomfortable even asking.]
i.
(And maybe some part of him he can't quite acknowledge is hoping that the reason Gregor's gone missing is because he died somehow, and Shinjiro will happen to find him at the station and be able to let Don know. Which is definitely the only reason he'd want to find him, obviously.)
It's largely a disappointment. There's no train in sight, even with the new influx of confused and unsettled individuals who clearly didn't come here intentionally, as is the case with everything that happens in this town. Food that simply appears in the restaurants without any people to serve it, supplies simply available in the various stores. Apartments that are fully furnished but vacant, and nobody ever comes to claim them. Makes sense that they'd never see the trains that bring along new arrivals.
He's about to head back when he happens to spot the girl pressed up against the wall, trying to make herself as small as possible. Shinjiro's seen that kind of thing before plenty of times, back when he lived on the streets. And he tells himself it's not his business, not his problem, and yet he finds himself walking in that direction nonetheless. Before he knows it, he's standing before her, slightly at an angle enough that it doesn't seem like he's just...looming. The bonus side effect to this is his height does block her out from most other people's view, which might let her breathe a little easier.]
...You good, kid?
[Mumbled out gruffly, almost as though reluctant. His hands are still shoved in his pockets, shoulders hunched a little further inward than strictly necessary, like he's uncomfortable even asking.]