[ It's fine... As long as he got "everything is real" out of that convoluted mess of a conversation, it's still progress.
Kano continues to follow the sound of crying, masking it in his own ears with a tuneless hum under his breath while he lets the tips of his fingers trail across the walls, the hair on the back of his neck feeling like it's standing on end when the wall turns into smooth glass, soft with static. ]
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Kano continues to follow the sound of crying, masking it in his own ears with a tuneless hum under his breath while he lets the tips of his fingers trail across the walls, the hair on the back of his neck feeling like it's standing on end when the wall turns into smooth glass, soft with static. ]