[ The masks help... to a point. Five, despite what he might say, does not have a lot of success looking older than his thirteen-year-old body would suggest when lined up against a burly crowd of forest dwellers who gamble with their own body parts. He mostly hangs out in the periphery, overhearing what he can and slowly getting closer while they get progressively more inebriated. Kaneki on the other hand, got right into the thick of it. Five watched as he managed to get accepted into their games with barely a question to where he came from.
When he sees him walk off with his winnings, Five waits until no one is looking, then teleports to his hiding spot in the woods — just in time to see what very much looks like the bone of a human hand that's been picked clean.
He doesn't say anything for a long moment, wrapping his head around what he might have just discovered, then says (very) neutrally: ]
It looked like you were doing well back there. Did you feel like you got enough?
food time; this might as well happen
When he sees him walk off with his winnings, Five waits until no one is looking, then teleports to his hiding spot in the woods — just in time to see what very much looks like the bone of a human hand that's been picked clean.
He doesn't say anything for a long moment, wrapping his head around what he might have just discovered, then says (very) neutrally: ]
It looked like you were doing well back there. Did you feel like you got enough?