Avdol snorts. “Well, I’m glad it’s not overwhelming.” He pauses. “Make any friends yet?”
Kakyoin wrinkles his nose at the yet, before shifting his shoulders uncomfortably, Howard’s monochrome and Rachel’s brown flashing in the back of his mind. “...I guess so,” he says uneasily.
Avdol lets out a noise and Kakyoin runs his tongue along the back of his teeth.
“...They’re not standusers,” Kakyoin admits, “so I don’t know if they…really…count.”
Avdol hums. “Why wouldn’t they?”
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wwm/ta intermission 3, act 2 is finally out