[ Perhaps he relies on his spiritual senses far too much at home. The moment they are dulled, his guard is down as well, and that's why Megumi is so swiftly and easily grabbed by this stranger, back of his head slammed into the wall as their iron grip tightens around his airway and threatens to close it. Of course this place would be dangerous. It's practically deserted despite being a fully functional subway station, and that should be a red flag in itself. He shouldn't have let his guard down at all. He can stop to think about how he got here after he's secured real shelter.
And now his life is being threatened, which isn't very uncommon, but he usually at least expects it coming. ]
Can't sp -- [ How can he speak if he's being choked? Honestly, is this guy an idiot? If Megumi could speak, he would definitely be saying that out loud right about now (which wouldn't work in his favour, but whatever).
Anyway, even if he did know the name of this place, in his pettiness, he doesn't want to dignify Knives' question with a real response. When prying the man's grip on him is futile, he kicks at his chest a few times, and then clasps his own fingers together, making the shadow puppet of a dog for ... no discernable reason. Nothing happens. Of course it wouldn't.
So he relies on that other trick he has up his sleeve. Megumi leans back, and he starts to sink into the shadow behind him, even if it's cast over the concrete wall. It won't free him from Knives, but maybe the man will be spooked enough to let go lest he's also pulled in. ]
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And now his life is being threatened, which isn't very uncommon, but he usually at least expects it coming. ]
Can't sp -- [ How can he speak if he's being choked? Honestly, is this guy an idiot? If Megumi could speak, he would definitely be saying that out loud right about now (which wouldn't work in his favour, but whatever).
Anyway, even if he did know the name of this place, in his pettiness, he doesn't want to dignify Knives' question with a real response. When prying the man's grip on him is futile, he kicks at his chest a few times, and then clasps his own fingers together, making the shadow puppet of a dog for ... no discernable reason. Nothing happens. Of course it wouldn't.
So he relies on that other trick he has up his sleeve. Megumi leans back, and he starts to sink into the shadow behind him, even if it's cast over the concrete wall. It won't free him from Knives, but maybe the man will be spooked enough to let go lest he's also pulled in. ]