[Natsume quietly makes a mental note of that. Lettuce hearts are a favorite.]
Mmm, well, there's Sensei, though he insists he's more bodyguard than friend. And Nishimura and Kitamoto, I know them from school. Taki and Tanuma are...they know about the stuff I can see. Taki's grandfather could and Tanuma sort of can. He can see shadows and flickers of things.
[There's a brief, dreamy look that flickers across Natsume's face at the last name. It's soft, mostly nostalgic now, though in the first few days he'd been in Folkmore it was a wild, tangible ache, missing Tanuma specifically.]
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Mmm, well, there's Sensei, though he insists he's more bodyguard than friend. And Nishimura and Kitamoto, I know them from school. Taki and Tanuma are...they know about the stuff I can see. Taki's grandfather could and Tanuma sort of can. He can see shadows and flickers of things.
[There's a brief, dreamy look that flickers across Natsume's face at the last name. It's soft, mostly nostalgic now, though in the first few days he'd been in Folkmore it was a wild, tangible ache, missing Tanuma specifically.]