[ Well, that is a strange sensation; of all the things, Jing Yuan hadn't anticipated that Kurapika would end up staring at him mid-memory, but perhaps he may be less himself and maybe someone else entirely. Which is honestly something that could make sense, though it isn't exactly a theory he is looking to commit to completely.
As it is, it isn't something he's about to dwell upon.
The memory is already moving along regardless.
Strange, how he is the only one in the auditorium with Kurapika. ]
...Kurapika?
[ He opens his mouth in a ask, as he follows, noticing the way the other moves, footsteps unsteady. Though, the memory certainly won't allow him to affect much, he asks nevertheless; it's just out of his usual form of worry. But, recognizing how useless it is, he just falls silent regardless. ]
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As it is, it isn't something he's about to dwell upon.
The memory is already moving along regardless.
Strange, how he is the only one in the auditorium with Kurapika. ]
...Kurapika?
[ He opens his mouth in a ask, as he follows, noticing the way the other moves, footsteps unsteady. Though, the memory certainly won't allow him to affect much, he asks nevertheless; it's just out of his usual form of worry. But, recognizing how useless it is, he just falls silent regardless. ]