[The last thing Karamatsu should be gleaning from Rohan's words is inspiration, but guess what's happening right now. Maybe it's more like a good, hard dose of reality. Because, really? That sounds like...exactly what he's been doing with Osomatsu. Sulking in the park while trying to make it work with nothing, slowly starving in a world nothing like their own. He's lucky he even has legs still, on top of everything else that's happened to him lately. It's no wonder his expression is full of such admiration, because it's even worse now than it was before.
Before he can get the chance to say anything else, though, he's stopped dead in his tracks- thoughts and all- when Rohan turns the book around. He just...completely goes still, his eyes widening as he catches his own visage on that page. He...had no idea that he was doing anything like that, and when he sees it he is completely stunned.
Never mind the fact that he low key looks like he's super distressed. Rohan was paying enough attention to him that he was able to capture his expression to the letter, even with the strange antennae and pointed ears. It's like looking back into a mirror that's been distorted by the strokes of someone's hand through drawing.
He wanders a few paces closer to Rohan, never taking his eyes off the drawing. He heard what he'd said, but for the moment his mind seems to be somewhere else entirely.]
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Before he can get the chance to say anything else, though, he's stopped dead in his tracks- thoughts and all- when Rohan turns the book around. He just...completely goes still, his eyes widening as he catches his own visage on that page. He...had no idea that he was doing anything like that, and when he sees it he is completely stunned.
Never mind the fact that he low key looks like he's super distressed. Rohan was paying enough attention to him that he was able to capture his expression to the letter, even with the strange antennae and pointed ears. It's like looking back into a mirror that's been distorted by the strokes of someone's hand through drawing.
He wanders a few paces closer to Rohan, never taking his eyes off the drawing. He heard what he'd said, but for the moment his mind seems to be somewhere else entirely.]
You...drew me?