[ Akira wasn't the only one who had been examining the walls of the subway and drawing parallels with what they knew from back home. The lack of colour, and warped aesthetics is enough to keep Yusuke's sketchbook and pencil tucked away - it isn't as impressive as the bizarre scenes he remembers sketching in his memories.
The audio car however? Much more interesting. He's not as fast into the car as Elliot is, but it doesn't take him much longer to clamber inside and start examining the out-dated equipment, oddities and all. He's about three seconds from finally taking out his book and starting a sketch, when the doors shuts and everything goes weird. ]
... ? [ He glances around, before spotting the image on the screen around the same time Elliot does. And it resonates with him, regardless of whether or not it's his memory. Getting trapped in that bubble of art - he can almost see it in the way that woman is focused on her art and nothing else. A medium he knows nothing about, true, but art nonetheless. He knows that feeling, that pose. Lives it quite frequently. ]
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The audio car however? Much more interesting. He's not as fast into the car as Elliot is, but it doesn't take him much longer to clamber inside and start examining the out-dated equipment, oddities and all. He's about three seconds from finally taking out his book and starting a sketch, when the doors shuts and everything goes weird. ]
... ? [ He glances around, before spotting the image on the screen around the same time Elliot does. And it resonates with him, regardless of whether or not it's his memory. Getting trapped in that bubble of art - he can almost see it in the way that woman is focused on her art and nothing else. A medium he knows nothing about, true, but art nonetheless. He knows that feeling, that pose. Lives it quite frequently. ]
Is that someone you know, Elliot?