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[ After rescuing a small girl that is far too curious for her own good, Brook is trying to make his way home from the tunnels as quickly as possible.
Trying would be the keyword here, however. That's easier said than done, especially the closer he gets to town. Seems that every five minutes there's a familiar face from his old crew excitedly trying to grab his attention, from a shout to a friendly slap on the back, the latter of which are much harder to ignore as they send him stumbling forward. After a while, he can't just leave it be like this; to the rest of the world, it's like he's speaking to open air in a loud whisper.] Please - not right now. I can't talk to you right-
[He cuts himself off, fully distracted by something shimmery and gold in the air, reaching out a hand to try and touch it. That's fine though - Yorki is explaining for him. Awfully thoughtful for a hallucination... exactly like how Yorki used to be, actually. Brook tries not to think too hard on that, instead moving forward to follow the tendrils of glamour into the village, golden and intangible to him, shifting like sunlight.
...Huh. All kinds of strange things are out today, he sees. Some he'll be giving a wide berth, others fascinate him long enough to keep still and try to interact with, whether or not anyone else sees him doing it. But eventually... he will make it back to the house. Which may have some of the strangest things of all in it, but it's better for him if he stays inside today, he thinks.]
[OOC: If you tag, please make sure you've filled out Katie's permission post first! As Brook will be seeing people's echoes, I'll be referring to it often.]