[Those aren't the most reassuring words to hear from someone like Mitsuhide, not at all. Xu Shu looks at the other for a single moment before bowing his head and turning around, staring in the direction that had been pointed out for one brief moment and then sprinting off.]
[He has plans in mind but it all depends on what he can find, and the few things he has on him. Thank goodness for his always-present pocketknife. It's been useful on many occasions in his line of work and for all sorts of purposes; picking locks, of course, the most common one. But sometimes... well, sometimes it's kept him safe, in situations where there's been no other path left. Xu Shu doesn't like to dwell on those times, but... well. They happened, didn't they?]
[But no. Not now. Focus. Run, look, hunt.]
[Left behind is his phone, in the hands of a 'monk,' and only a couple of very active message logs. To Daud above all. Their messages might be short and to the point but they are frequent. To Cass as well, with whom his messages are a little softer and often full of images of the office dog. There's a few other workmates and friends but these are much less active. In some ways, Xu Shu is still rather lonely. There's hesitation and fear in him still, the worries that he'll disappoint, the concern that he'll suffer the loss. Maybe it'll never go away in full...]
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[He has plans in mind but it all depends on what he can find, and the few things he has on him. Thank goodness for his always-present pocketknife. It's been useful on many occasions in his line of work and for all sorts of purposes; picking locks, of course, the most common one. But sometimes... well, sometimes it's kept him safe, in situations where there's been no other path left. Xu Shu doesn't like to dwell on those times, but... well. They happened, didn't they?]
[But no. Not now. Focus. Run, look, hunt.]
[Left behind is his phone, in the hands of a 'monk,' and only a couple of very active message logs. To Daud above all. Their messages might be short and to the point but they are frequent. To Cass as well, with whom his messages are a little softer and often full of images of the office dog. There's a few other workmates and friends but these are much less active. In some ways, Xu Shu is still rather lonely. There's hesitation and fear in him still, the worries that he'll disappoint, the concern that he'll suffer the loss. Maybe it'll never go away in full...]