Satoru doesn't normally involve himself with the newbies much -- what he's interested in, the newbies don't have, so luckily for them, they're generally not within his scope of interest. But he's passing through when he hears one of the new arrivals getting in an argument with a thrall, and despite himself, curiosity catches hold.
"Nope," he says airily. "They're enthralled. Means they only think about whatever their task is, and they'll complete it at all costs."
He eyes the tattered thing that's held between them, frowning in thought. Sometimes the newbies are attached to the things they bring in when they're meant to be burned, and while Satoru normally doesn't give much of a shit, he's feeling magnanimous today. Fuck symbolism, right?
"Let it go. He's allowed to keep his cloak," he tells the thrall, smiling and pleasant, golden eyes mostly hidden by his sunglasses, power saturating his words. The thrall drops it like its molten metal, and scurries off. Satoru cheerfully waves goodbye. "I've never been a fan of symbolism," he confides breezily. "I think they just burn your stuff so you won't be in anything that's not super fancy."
arrival
"Nope," he says airily. "They're enthralled. Means they only think about whatever their task is, and they'll complete it at all costs."
He eyes the tattered thing that's held between them, frowning in thought. Sometimes the newbies are attached to the things they bring in when they're meant to be burned, and while Satoru normally doesn't give much of a shit, he's feeling magnanimous today. Fuck symbolism, right?
"Let it go. He's allowed to keep his cloak," he tells the thrall, smiling and pleasant, golden eyes mostly hidden by his sunglasses, power saturating his words. The thrall drops it like its molten metal, and scurries off. Satoru cheerfully waves goodbye. "I've never been a fan of symbolism," he confides breezily. "I think they just burn your stuff so you won't be in anything that's not super fancy."