[This is one heck of a person to meet. Akihiko really assumes everything is part of the costume because my, this is quite the sight, you're so tall]
Are they? It's not that I'm not thankful for the hat, but why a big egg and a pen? Feels more like an office job welcome package than...something actually useful.
[He's almost surprised there wasn't a generic mug included too]
If you stay still, you won't have problems about the length.
[ Hopefully?! Anyway, he turns away from Taair because he probably doesn't want to be looked at right now. He sighs and goes over to the box, opening it. Is there a scarf in here? ]
[His mind instantly races through all of the options that could possibly explain how someone doesn't know about a smartphone. Maybe he's lived under a rock for a few decades, or maybe he's one of those people who doesn't use technology. Or he could just be really, really old and set in his ways too, Ali supposes.
In the end the reason doesn't matter though, and Ali will help this man regardless.]
It's a phone. I guess they're technically called mobile phones, but language has evolved rapidly and most people just call them phones now. You can use them to call people, send messages to someone, or even play games. These ones look like they can take pictures too.
[ hm. for just a moment, he holds his hands out in front of him like he's expecting something to just... appear between them? but nothing does, and he lets them drop back to his sides. ]
A strong enough Daphne could do it, if their powers worked here. Mine don't.
...There isn't really anywhere for someone to hide though. It's all just... [ gestures at the sky ] ...this.
[ it's probably more like ramen than hot pot but listen. he is doing his best here. ]
Various levels of heat. [ he says absently, squinting down at one of them. his eyes are barely visible. ] Nothing is spicy enough, I'm afraid. What a disappointment.
[ YOU'D THINK HE'D GET TO HAVE SPICY HOT POT IN HEAVEN BUT NO ]
Then... perhaps you will permit me to ask you a question that is a bit uncouth, if only at the mention of the state of affairs. My current thought is perhaps that I'm very dead, and this is some sort of afterlife. Are you thinking the same?
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