[The albino not white weirdo just sways from side to side for a few moments, fussing with the handle of the cleaver and glancing over toward the wheelbarrow again.]
No, no... I could never... Desecrate a grave, for food...? My dear Gennou, eating such a thing...? Oh, no, no... My sweet, sweet Gennou...! He must still be out there...? Hunting again...?
[Toward the end of that, it's more like this dude just starts mumbling to himself rather than talking to Aikawa directly. HE THEN JUST.
STARTS TO WANDER OFF AGAIN.
He's taking his cleaver with him and he's just sort of ambling in the general direction of the wheelbarrow, but he seems poised to simply walk past it, muttering about Gennou and feasting and young men as he goes.]
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No, no... I could never... Desecrate a grave, for food...? My dear Gennou, eating such a thing...? Oh, no, no... My sweet, sweet Gennou...! He must still be out there...? Hunting again...?
[Toward the end of that, it's more like this dude just starts mumbling to himself rather than talking to Aikawa directly. HE THEN JUST.
STARTS TO WANDER OFF AGAIN.
He's taking his cleaver with him and he's just sort of ambling in the general direction of the wheelbarrow, but he seems poised to simply walk past it, muttering about Gennou and feasting and young men as he goes.]