[the person who steps forward when Kaoru's name is called doesn't have much of the delicate air that he had left behind in the manor; elegance, surely, but a steely kind. his hair is cut short now, too, visually reflective of this change - this shedding of the persona that he had worn for nearly two months.
he stares at May for only a second or two, conflict plain on his face, but he won't waste any time. they can talk on the other side, after all. he gives a brief backwards glance into the theater - particularly toward Clyde and Touko, who he had grown very close to - but his expression remains fixed even then.
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he stares at May for only a second or two, conflict plain on his face, but he won't waste any time. they can talk on the other side, after all. he gives a brief backwards glance into the theater - particularly toward Clyde and Touko, who he had grown very close to - but his expression remains fixed even then.
wordlessly, he reaches out to take May's hand.]