[ Since arriving in this strange world, Johan's body had gone on autopilot, as had his mannerisms. This was a rather strong puncture in his plan for his story to come to an end, and a rather unfortunate time for such a detour to occur. Much of his life was spent inside of his mind, with the suffocating fog of images and memories that helped cultivate an attitude that there was no sense in worrying about distorted aspects of reality. No sense in pondering sanity as if it was something to be preserved, or something that equaled salvation. He sought out clarity in this place, of course, but it was not something he felt urgent. It was easy enough to figure out the rules of any place and the expectations.
The door slowly pulls open from the inside, and Johan emerges from the shade and out into the afternoon sunlight. A tall, slenderly built man, his eyes shone with kindness at Nakama as he softly greeted her with the words: ]
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The door slowly pulls open from the inside, and Johan emerges from the shade and out into the afternoon sunlight. A tall, slenderly built man, his eyes shone with kindness at Nakama as he softly greeted her with the words: ]
Have you been waiting long?