He glances over his shoulder at the burnt out bar behind him. It's something he's reviewed when he was getting training for some of the volunteer work he did but... Seeing it first hand, even in a dream, is very different. Tycoon shakes his head a little before focusing back onto the task at hand.
Namely, trying to figure out what to do from here. It seems irresponsible to keep Prisma here longer than he needs to yet...
"It looks like there was a fire, but not an accident," he bites his lip then looks right at the young girl, "I don't know what we can do here, but... The thing is, we don't have to stay here, if we don't want to."
He didn't stay long in the dressing room last time, passing through the mirror door to get to the maze. But that's all the more reason to let Prisma know that they don't need to stay, that they could just leave. This was someone's dream/nightmare, an unconscious manifestation or whatever the psych students like to say, and Tycoon hesitates to trample over their thoughts even as some sense of curiosity keeps drawing his attention back to the debris in the store. The growing feeling of someone watching them, on the other hand, makes him want to take Prisma and leave, tanuki tail puffing up at the unsettling feeling.
"What do you want to do?"
... But it seems that he still can't bring himself to simply ignore what other people might want to do.
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He glances over his shoulder at the burnt out bar behind him. It's something he's reviewed when he was getting training for some of the volunteer work he did but... Seeing it first hand, even in a dream, is very different. Tycoon shakes his head a little before focusing back onto the task at hand.
Namely, trying to figure out what to do from here. It seems irresponsible to keep Prisma here longer than he needs to yet...
"It looks like there was a fire, but not an accident," he bites his lip then looks right at the young girl, "I don't know what we can do here, but... The thing is, we don't have to stay here, if we don't want to."
He didn't stay long in the dressing room last time, passing through the mirror door to get to the maze. But that's all the more reason to let Prisma know that they don't need to stay, that they could just leave. This was someone's dream/nightmare, an unconscious manifestation or whatever the psych students like to say, and Tycoon hesitates to trample over their thoughts even as some sense of curiosity keeps drawing his attention back to the debris in the store. The growing feeling of someone watching them, on the other hand, makes him want to take Prisma and leave, tanuki tail puffing up at the unsettling feeling.
"What do you want to do?"
... But it seems that he still can't bring himself to simply ignore what other people might want to do.