"No. Someone must have moved me. I was where we came in, I think." Senku responded as he climbed inside and stepped out of the way so Inigo could come in.
"If I had to guess, it was Tsukasa." Probably with one hand too, some people had serious cheat codes in life. "Or Taiju." He considered.
Inside the observatory, it was like Senku had left it. There was a small, makeshift desk with various engineering plans all over it. The telescope remained pointed at the closed ceiling. Senku's statue was laid out on the floor on a soft looking pelt, with another pelt tossed over him, to mind the cold. His eyes were closed and he looked like he'd fallen asleep. It was just spring, after all. This building had no heating to be seen.
There were some shelves in the corner, upon which were a few things like some homemade pottery, a pair of glasses for drinking water from. A few dried herbs, a whole set of different flowers, particularly nightshade. If Inigo had stopped by their room in the last while, the smell might be familiar.
In the corner was a wooden chest, with two more pelts folded up neatly on top and a hook that held Senku's winter coat, very similar to the one he'd made himself, and Inigo so long ago. There wasn't a lot of evidence of Gen, just a few touches, because Gen was travelling abroad at the moment.
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"If I had to guess, it was Tsukasa." Probably with one hand too, some people had serious cheat codes in life. "Or Taiju." He considered.
Inside the observatory, it was like Senku had left it. There was a small, makeshift desk with various engineering plans all over it. The telescope remained pointed at the closed ceiling. Senku's statue was laid out on the floor on a soft looking pelt, with another pelt tossed over him, to mind the cold. His eyes were closed and he looked like he'd fallen asleep. It was just spring, after all. This building had no heating to be seen.
There were some shelves in the corner, upon which were a few things like some homemade pottery, a pair of glasses for drinking water from. A few dried herbs, a whole set of different flowers, particularly nightshade. If Inigo had stopped by their room in the last while, the smell might be familiar.
In the corner was a wooden chest, with two more pelts folded up neatly on top and a hook that held Senku's winter coat, very similar to the one he'd made himself, and Inigo so long ago. There wasn't a lot of evidence of Gen, just a few touches, because Gen was travelling abroad at the moment.