"A rare pleasure, then." Joshua amicably slid over to make room, lacing his fingers together and settling his chin on top. The first? No. YHVH, though... Joshua's eyebrows raised a bit at that. Very high Upstairs, then.
Questions? Joshua had already gone through a multitude of questions while wandering the city, sorting them by immediate relevance and relative usefulness. There were only a few real questions for him to ask, and the rest was legwork. If he's short on time, well... Let's not get to wasting it, mm?
"My plane needs me, if one would recall. I can't do my job here." Joshua narrowed his eyes at a point somewhere across the street. The structure of his Shibuya would crumble without him, and his work with it. "Were the circumstances that dire, or is someone higher up playing some kind of frivolous game?" If it was the latter, Joshua would be rather put out. And he would complain. Loudly.
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Questions? Joshua had already gone through a multitude of questions while wandering the city, sorting them by immediate relevance and relative usefulness. There were only a few real questions for him to ask, and the rest was legwork. If he's short on time, well... Let's not get to wasting it, mm?
"My plane needs me, if one would recall. I can't do my job here." Joshua narrowed his eyes at a point somewhere across the street. The structure of his Shibuya would crumble without him, and his work with it. "Were the circumstances that dire, or is someone higher up playing some kind of frivolous game?" If it was the latter, Joshua would be rather put out. And he would complain. Loudly.