[During that pause Mitarai forces his lips with a whimper to stay in a thin line. He doesn't think of any apprentice as "the detective" and had the impression Gogol wasn't on terms anything like this with Lieutenant Anderson or Connor the police droid. The following moment of silence itself leads Mitarai to the answer: Only a mystery writer, someone who draws from life or might as well according to his fans, could have such a chilling presence not even in the room. Gogol is probably in the same situation as Mitarai... even worse since the matching puzzle piece is all the way up on the table. Then the two of them just have to click together like pieces from differently printed sets by the same thrifty manufacturer, even though their paints won't blend together.]
Huh, so he's good at criticizing horror media beyond just novels!
["I wish I could talk to him." They had been friends in their own right, and they admitted to each other that Gogol was their friend too, imagined all three of them hanging out together. But that idea hurts him in its current impossibility, and it'll hurt Gogol even more. Mitarai wracks his brain for a more spiritual contribution from Poe towards the spirit-raising effort.]
Then I'll try to develop as a creator, too! Let's... not... dawdle!
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[During that pause Mitarai forces his lips with a whimper to stay in a thin line. He doesn't think of any apprentice as "the detective" and had the impression Gogol wasn't on terms anything like this with Lieutenant Anderson or Connor the police droid. The following moment of silence itself leads Mitarai to the answer: Only a mystery writer, someone who draws from life or might as well according to his fans, could have such a chilling presence not even in the room. Gogol is probably in the same situation as Mitarai... even worse since the matching puzzle piece is all the way up on the table. Then the two of them just have to click together like pieces from differently printed sets by the same thrifty manufacturer, even though their paints won't blend together.]
Huh, so he's good at criticizing horror media beyond just novels!
["I wish I could talk to him." They had been friends in their own right, and they admitted to each other that Gogol was their friend too, imagined all three of them hanging out together. But that idea hurts him in its current impossibility, and it'll hurt Gogol even more. Mitarai wracks his brain for a more spiritual contribution from Poe towards the spirit-raising effort.]
Then I'll try to develop as a creator, too! Let's... not... dawdle!