[ He hasn't been in the Carnival long enough to start showing any visible changes yet, but if Yuuri looks closely enough, he can see the beginnings of fingernails morphing into claws, and his irises being tinged with red and yellow among the blue of his eyes. He still looks relatively normal, at least.
He can sympathise with the feeling completely overwhelmed part of everything, though. The Carnival is kind of designed to be that way, he suspects. Overwhelming and disorienting, a barrage of sights and sounds and things that are completely different. Not too long ago he had been in that exact same position. ]
You're at the Carnival.
[ No, not in Japan anymore, in other words, but there's a limit to how much he can tell guests, and Yamato's a pretty big fan of staying out of trouble as much as possible. He does, however, give Yuuri a careful look, notes his tensed body language and the way he clutches tightly at the ice skates in his hand. ]
Did something happen with the admissions people? [ He asks, gesturing to the sprites manning the counter for now. ]
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He can sympathise with the feeling completely overwhelmed part of everything, though. The Carnival is kind of designed to be that way, he suspects. Overwhelming and disorienting, a barrage of sights and sounds and things that are completely different. Not too long ago he had been in that exact same position. ]
You're at the Carnival.
[ No, not in Japan anymore, in other words, but there's a limit to how much he can tell guests, and Yamato's a pretty big fan of staying out of trouble as much as possible. He does, however, give Yuuri a careful look, notes his tensed body language and the way he clutches tightly at the ice skates in his hand. ]
Did something happen with the admissions people? [ He asks, gesturing to the sprites manning the counter for now. ]