[seeing as the glance around the shop resulted in not seeing anyone, flynn believes he's by himself and turns to look at some of the selection. someone will come help eventually. factor in not being in any rush and he's content to simply browse around for a while. what a shame that turning resulted in missing that magical flying notebook by a small second.
this is why his guard instantly tenses upon feeling something tap his shoulder. actually, it... it feels like something's standing behind him. but how? no footsteps, no noise, no nothing to signal a living presence. is this another of ceres' antics? too tired to realize that he KNOWS there exist certain things that humans can't see, that's the conclusion he arrives at. flynn wastes no time in turning around and sending a well-aimed punched at the assumed head of whatever this thing is!! take that, you dumb ghost or monster or whatever!!!]
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this is why his guard instantly tenses upon feeling something tap his shoulder. actually, it... it feels like something's standing behind him. but how? no footsteps, no noise, no nothing to signal a living presence. is this another of ceres' antics? too tired to realize that he KNOWS there exist certain things that humans can't see, that's the conclusion he arrives at. flynn wastes no time in turning around and sending a well-aimed punched at the assumed head of whatever this thing is!! take that, you dumb ghost or monster or whatever!!!]