[Imagine if there was a fishmonger right next to the Coliseum. Absolute hell.
Anyway, thanks for following along, buddy! Matsui just casts him a look over his shoulder, and his expression seems to indicate that he figured this detour would be obvious.]
You wished to visit the cats, didn't you? The ones that don't bide their time by the bakery tend to spend it here.
[And indeed... Anders will likely begin to hear the skittering of skittish little claws as Matsui draws closer to a stack of crates between two doors. They're probably the back entrances to some shops, since the general area smells like roasting meats. Delicious to both people and cats!]
Ah - there. That's a familiar one.
[He points to the towering shadow of a giant orange tabby just hanging out, looming, perceiving them ominously, from its perch atop one of the crates.]
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Anyway, thanks for following along, buddy! Matsui just casts him a look over his shoulder, and his expression seems to indicate that he figured this detour would be obvious.]
You wished to visit the cats, didn't you? The ones that don't bide their time by the bakery tend to spend it here.
[And indeed... Anders will likely begin to hear the skittering of skittish little claws as Matsui draws closer to a stack of crates between two doors. They're probably the back entrances to some shops, since the general area smells like roasting meats. Delicious to both people and cats!]
Ah - there. That's a familiar one.
[He points to the towering shadow of a giant orange tabby just hanging out, looming, perceiving them ominously, from its perch atop one of the crates.]