He still looks plenty awkward as Hiromu introduces himself. It's kind of endearing in a way. I step forward, past Hiromu, in a show of good faith, and offer my hand. That's enough to prove to me that, whatever his appearance, this person is Japanese at his core, because he gives my hand that odd look that I almost always get when I offer a handshake instead of a bow at first meeting.
"My name is Kurosawa Emeric." I say. "And we would very much appreciate any help you can offer."
The man takes a step back from us, and I step back as well, and consider taking Hiromu's hand before second guessing that option.
He glances around, and then holds up a hand, fingers spread. I hear what sounds... Absolutely like a giant zipper opening, and... Well, when I turn my head, that is also exactly what I see.
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Date: 2015-04-08 04:41 am (UTC)"My name is Kurosawa Emeric." I say. "And we would very much appreciate any help you can offer."
The man takes a step back from us, and I step back as well, and consider taking Hiromu's hand before second guessing that option.
He glances around, and then holds up a hand, fingers spread. I hear what sounds... Absolutely like a giant zipper opening, and... Well, when I turn my head, that is also exactly what I see.