[It's sort of funny to finally see him like this, because after hearing him talked up so long and affectionately, it still turns out that he's just an ordinary guy. Can't be much older than Ren, this little waif of a kid... but he has a soft-looking face. Honestly, he looks like the sort of pushover who needs protecting himself.]
[But a scene barely a couple minutes long is all Ichimatsu needs to see why Ren likes him so much.]
[Weirder still is the dream within a memory; it disorients him, a little, but it isn't too difficult to track. Ichimatsu sits in silence as the teenagers whisper to one another; he goes through the dream again in his mind. It seemed like a nice one, but it was strange. Off. He can't put his finger on it yet.]
[The memory fades away. Ichimatsu looks at Ren, resting his chin on his knees.]
b.
[It's sort of funny to finally see him like this, because after hearing him talked up so long and affectionately, it still turns out that he's just an ordinary guy. Can't be much older than Ren, this little waif of a kid... but he has a soft-looking face. Honestly, he looks like the sort of pushover who needs protecting himself.]
[But a scene barely a couple minutes long is all Ichimatsu needs to see why Ren likes him so much.]
[Weirder still is the dream within a memory; it disorients him, a little, but it isn't too difficult to track. Ichimatsu sits in silence as the teenagers whisper to one another; he goes through the dream again in his mind. It seemed like a nice one, but it was strange. Off. He can't put his finger on it yet.]
[The memory fades away. Ichimatsu looks at Ren, resting his chin on his knees.]
You like baseball, huh?