[ Funnily enough, she thinks nothing of the interaction, nor does she suspect Gen will think anything of it, himself. She takes his look of skepticism as him being unsure of whether her information is accurate— pretty par for the course based on her current impression of how he feels towards her. It's just, sometimes, acting cute or affectionate or promising men things is just the easiest way for her to get them to do what she wants. Misa could accept that, and she's not above utilizing such a method, especially not when she's in a hurry like this. It likely doesn't help her image that she seems so grave at present, her expression returning to a tense neutral as he pushes them on to their next target. ]
So, then, not that one... or that one.... ummm....
[ She rambles aloud aimlessly to them both, peering in to the mostly empty establishments that they pass first. Several moments drag on where there's only the sounds of their footsteps, and the combined white noise of the streets around them. If there's one thing she's grateful for in the moment, it's that he's treating this all with a quick, efficient hand. A bit of hope rises in her, sure that with the two of them working together, they'll find him very soon— with their proximity, a faint trace of it undoubtedly transfers to him, as well. ]
Let's go in here, [ Without really consulting him, she breaks off impulsively and suddenly to press her elbow against an aged wooden door, pushing to shove it open. ] I have a good feeling about this one.
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So, then, not that one... or that one.... ummm....
[ She rambles aloud aimlessly to them both, peering in to the mostly empty establishments that they pass first. Several moments drag on where there's only the sounds of their footsteps, and the combined white noise of the streets around them. If there's one thing she's grateful for in the moment, it's that he's treating this all with a quick, efficient hand. A bit of hope rises in her, sure that with the two of them working together, they'll find him very soon— with their proximity, a faint trace of it undoubtedly transfers to him, as well. ]
Let's go in here, [ Without really consulting him, she breaks off impulsively and suddenly to press her elbow against an aged wooden door, pushing to shove it open. ] I have a good feeling about this one.