[Snickering, Beat admires the case, smiling at the Mr. Mew leaning up against the Mannequin, hidden on the other side. Cute. And accurate.]
Yeah, I ain't sure how or why it chooses what it does...
[He's avoiding looking at a small model of Rhyme's Noise form]
But it always seems to pick somethin' related.
[He gestures Neku over to the model Scrabble Crossing, moving over to it himself. As he approaches, a glitching version of himself appears, walking through the crowd. He snorts down at it.]
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Yeah, I ain't sure how or why it chooses what it does...
[He's avoiding looking at a small model of Rhyme's Noise form]
But it always seems to pick somethin' related.
[He gestures Neku over to the model Scrabble Crossing, moving over to it himself. As he approaches, a glitching version of himself appears, walking through the crowd. He snorts down at it.]