[ After some...other things, he feels himself on high alert, shoulders drawing tense as the smell seems to get worse.
And maybe also because, among the burning scent, comes what sounds vaguely like crackling. Wood burning.
And it's getting hotter, despite the clime. Far too hot. Something uncomfortable starts to seep into Ahito's chest, like the burn from standing near a bonfire too long, the sensation of smoke in your lungs.
Judging by the twist of Shinjiro's features, hand coming to grasp at his chest with a cough, he feels the same. ]
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[ After some...other things, he feels himself on high alert, shoulders drawing tense as the smell seems to get worse.
And maybe also because, among the burning scent, comes what sounds vaguely like crackling. Wood burning.
And it's getting hotter, despite the clime. Far too hot. Something uncomfortable starts to seep into Ahito's chest, like the burn from standing near a bonfire too long, the sensation of smoke in your lungs.
Judging by the twist of Shinjiro's features, hand coming to grasp at his chest with a cough, he feels the same. ]