[That didn't make any kind of sense -- where would the ink come from, for one -- but when Sasuke pulls out his own journal, there are new entries in it as well, including an exact duplicate of the one that this pale boy just pointed out. When he looks more closely he can see replies to it as well, entire conversations.
He can also see that the woman at the store has not thrown his name to the wolves, as it were, which is as convenient as it is an irritating debt to owe.
He'll have to look through it more carefully later. For now, he snaps it shut and tucks it back into a pocket, glance returning to the boy with a frown.]
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He can also see that the woman at the store has not thrown his name to the wolves, as it were, which is as convenient as it is an irritating debt to owe.
He'll have to look through it more carefully later. For now, he snaps it shut and tucks it back into a pocket, glance returning to the boy with a frown.]
In all that time, you haven't found a way out?