Near doesn't bother to leave the house often; it's frequently unnecessary when Mello is around to take care of the more mundane needs of daily life. Even so, he's gotten used to venturing out from time to time, a tendency developed in the last place he'd been drawn to against his will.
He has the collar of his oversized coat drawn up as always, covering everything below his nose. It's probably unnecessary. He recognizes that. But when he errs, he prefers it to be on caution's side.
The sights are of course mundane or what passes for it here, until he catches sight of a moderately familiar face. Ah, right. The one who'd tried to goad him further while he'd been under Rage's influence a few months ago. Practicing with his weapon and . . . doing a very poor job of it.
Near has no particular reason to bother him, but the sight interesting enough that he stops to watch for a while, unblinkingly, from his right. It's a test more than anything.
Training
He has the collar of his oversized coat drawn up as always, covering everything below his nose. It's probably unnecessary. He recognizes that. But when he errs, he prefers it to be on caution's side.
The sights are of course mundane or what passes for it here, until he catches sight of a moderately familiar face. Ah, right. The one who'd tried to goad him further while he'd been under Rage's influence a few months ago. Practicing with his weapon and . . . doing a very poor job of it.
Near has no particular reason to bother him, but the sight interesting enough that he stops to watch for a while, unblinkingly, from his right. It's a test more than anything.