xanadu × and we feel it like the shiver of a passing train
Life is strange enough - between Taxon and the return and the clusterfuck that the return has been - without the addition of a fucking multiversal revolving door. Sol assumes this is why one immediately makes its presence felt; frankly this is almost as much of a mindfuck as Leila hitting the door right up until the point where he realizes he can come and go from this one. Freely. The flatly irritated look doesn't entirely leave him, but he's at least dealing with much less leashed panic. Curiosity wells up once he's certain of that safety, so while he leaves almost immediately-
-he comes back later that day after he gets off work, leaving a note at the apartment for Leila.
The circus doesn't really interest him particularly, but he's really only taking a walk around as much of the city as he can cover in the time he can spare for it. It's there, so Sol's there - or at least nearby as he acquaints himself with the place.