[Just being here has Atsushi's skin crawling, half moral indignation and half simple fear. Maybe he shouldn't have come, after all... He's considered and reconsidered searching for this place often enough since coming to Wyver. He'd found excuses not to; there'd been more than enough other things to occupy him.
But in the end, he had to try. If he's treading on thin ice just by being here, feeling every bit as out of place as he probably looks - a skinny 18-year-old with a frown on his face that makes him look anything but impressive; perhaps even the opposite - that only makes him more determined to go through with it. He can't keep relying on other people. He managed to build a life for himself, back in Olympia; he can manage to do this all by himself, too.]
Are you the boss of this place?
[The man with the bird certainly gives that impression... and his invitation more than hints at it too, doesn't it? Atsushi takes a seat regardless of the answer, sitting too stiff, his back a little too straight. He's nervous - but what young do-gooder wouldn't be? His gaze stays strong and focused, at least; his words are sharp, lacking much of their usual politeness, even if they avoid being rude, just barely.]
I want to know about the attack in Olympia. Who's responsible for getting so many refugees involved?
[No doubt it's the wrong question to ask - and, if it helps, he has more, notably about the supposed involvement of the Institute in the development of the bio-weapon used. But what he's most concerned about, even if he should probably have other priorities, is how some of his friends got dragged into this mess - and how to keep that from happening ever again.
He can deal with bad things happening to himself. Being unable to protect his friends, or to even see something like this coming? That's intolerable.]
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But in the end, he had to try. If he's treading on thin ice just by being here, feeling every bit as out of place as he probably looks - a skinny 18-year-old with a frown on his face that makes him look anything but impressive; perhaps even the opposite - that only makes him more determined to go through with it. He can't keep relying on other people. He managed to build a life for himself, back in Olympia; he can manage to do this all by himself, too.]
Are you the boss of this place?
[The man with the bird certainly gives that impression... and his invitation more than hints at it too, doesn't it? Atsushi takes a seat regardless of the answer, sitting too stiff, his back a little too straight. He's nervous - but what young do-gooder wouldn't be? His gaze stays strong and focused, at least; his words are sharp, lacking much of their usual politeness, even if they avoid being rude, just barely.]
I want to know about the attack in Olympia. Who's responsible for getting so many refugees involved?
[No doubt it's the wrong question to ask - and, if it helps, he has more, notably about the supposed involvement of the Institute in the development of the bio-weapon used. But what he's most concerned about, even if he should probably have other priorities, is how some of his friends got dragged into this mess - and how to keep that from happening ever again.
He can deal with bad things happening to himself. Being unable to protect his friends, or to even see something like this coming? That's intolerable.]