Luka smiles weakly when he realizes the handmade plush must correspond to each of the monsters. If Four had made them, it wasn't a hobby Luka would have imagined they'd had. Instead of putting them back, he leaves them lined up in the order he'd removed each of them from the box. It seemed like a shame to hide something like that away, to him.
The purpose of the binders is lost on Luka. Well, there sure are a lot of them!
But then his hand feels out the DVDs, and he remembers the last time he'd held these. The realization causes a pang of guilt in him, and he hurriedly shuts the box and heads for the door. And as if some of kind of divine punishment, the door handle shocks him on the way out. Wow!
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The purpose of the binders is lost on Luka. Well, there sure are a lot of them!
But then his hand feels out the DVDs, and he remembers the last time he'd held these. The realization causes a pang of guilt in him, and he hurriedly shuts the box and heads for the door. And as if some of kind of divine punishment, the door handle shocks him on the way out. Wow!