[Koromaru's fur is damp and cold. They'd been out for hours -- it was still morning when Ken ran out of the house, and if the clouds weren't in the way, the sun would be low above the city right about now. It's only better than the time Ken ran around looking for a kidnapped Minato for two days straight. The dog sighs, ears folded against his head, then he nudges against Kaneda so they could follow Ken to the kitchen.
The kitchen, where Ken's toweling off his own hair after having taken off his socks and vest. They're deposited in a corner out of everyone's way, kept from puddling on the floor by being tossed into a shopping bag they kept for just in case. He's being methodical. Thorough.
His voice is calm as he says,] Dipper is gone. Mabel and their uncles, Pacifica too.
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The kitchen, where Ken's toweling off his own hair after having taken off his socks and vest. They're deposited in a corner out of everyone's way, kept from puddling on the floor by being tossed into a shopping bag they kept for just in case. He's being methodical. Thorough.
His voice is calm as he says,] Dipper is gone. Mabel and their uncles, Pacifica too.