Portals. The concept is unfamiliar, and to Seiji's troubled mind, nearly unfathomable. He hugs the cloak tightly about himself as he walks, small shivers still occasionally trembling through his narrow limbs. He can't help but think, wearily, desperately, that any moment perhaps he will turn over into wakefulness. That something unforeseen will occur and render his life once more coherent. But no such revelation comes.
It's just the three of them, walking through a darkening wood. Jigano's pleasant voice explaining calmly everything he can. Seiji's gaze roams, flicking back to the white-haired man occasionally. Settling there, for the moment,as Jigano addresses him. Perhaps he comes from the same place Nairi does... He glances at her, his features expressionless. He can think of no polite way to tell them he dearly hopes not. To think, if all he had to return to was a world of ruin and war.... No. With a small sigh, he attempts a weary smile. "Maybe," he humors them, his voice quiet. It feels like too dismal a thing to leave hanging, though, so after a step or two, he adds, "At least I'm not alone now," and gives Nairi a fuller grin. He is glad for her company, if only because she keeps asking the questions he doesn't think to come up with.
He listens somewhat more attentively to Jigano's explanation of the barrier keeping them penned in. A magical force? Seiji's brows lift just slightly at Jigano's passing mention of the local gods, but he asks no further for the moment. He is instead distracted by Nairi's comment. The decisveness of her tone. "In?" he questions. "Why?"
It's just the three of them, walking through a darkening wood. Jigano's pleasant voice explaining calmly everything he can. Seiji's gaze roams, flicking back to the white-haired man occasionally. Settling there, for the moment,as Jigano addresses him. Perhaps he comes from the same place Nairi does... He glances at her, his features expressionless. He can think of no polite way to tell them he dearly hopes not. To think, if all he had to return to was a world of ruin and war.... No. With a small sigh, he attempts a weary smile. "Maybe," he humors them, his voice quiet. It feels like too dismal a thing to leave hanging, though, so after a step or two, he adds, "At least I'm not alone now," and gives Nairi a fuller grin. He is glad for her company, if only because she keeps asking the questions he doesn't think to come up with.
He listens somewhat more attentively to Jigano's explanation of the barrier keeping them penned in. A magical force? Seiji's brows lift just slightly at Jigano's passing mention of the local gods, but he asks no further for the moment. He is instead distracted by Nairi's comment. The decisveness of her tone. "In?" he questions. "Why?"
