"Japanese?" Grimmer tilted his head in confusion. He'd assumed that the guy was trying to act in-character, but...now he doubted that he was apart of that group. Furthermore, he completely lacked any kind of European accent.
As the weird clown walked forward, Grimmer also took advantage of the time to look over him, and came to the conclusion that there was something completely off about this man. Even for the emotionless Grimmer, he could tell that he was far, far different from any normal un-stable homeless person.
Grimmer completely hid his nervous-ness with a large smile; faking emotions was simple for him. "German research books! I am gathering information on a unusual East German orphanage called Kinderhiem 511; which has lead me all the way to Prague." He nodded and pulled his bag onto his shoulder. He was quite open about his research into Kinderhiem 511, since he really didn't have any repercussions to fear.
Grimmer began to take a few steps away. Hopefully the homeless-clown wouldn't try rob him, since he now knew that the ridiculously large shoulder-bag consisted mostly of books. Or picnic supplies. Normally Grimmer liked to give homeless people some food, but this guy was strange, and Grimmer did not like that.
"Do you know where I am in Prague?" Grimmer did not like to continue his interactions with this strange guy, but he didn't want to ask any regular person on the street, or walk out in the open to see a street sign, and risk getting recognized.
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As the weird clown walked forward, Grimmer also took advantage of the time to look over him, and came to the conclusion that there was something completely off about this man. Even for the emotionless Grimmer, he could tell that he was far, far different from any normal un-stable homeless person.
Grimmer completely hid his nervous-ness with a large smile; faking emotions was simple for him. "German research books! I am gathering information on a unusual East German orphanage called Kinderhiem 511; which has lead me all the way to Prague." He nodded and pulled his bag onto his shoulder. He was quite open about his research into Kinderhiem 511, since he really didn't have any repercussions to fear.
Grimmer began to take a few steps away. Hopefully the homeless-clown wouldn't try rob him, since he now knew that the ridiculously large shoulder-bag consisted mostly of books. Or picnic supplies. Normally Grimmer liked to give homeless people some food, but this guy was strange, and Grimmer did not like that.
"Do you know where I am in Prague?" Grimmer did not like to continue his interactions with this strange guy, but he didn't want to ask any regular person on the street, or walk out in the open to see a street sign, and risk getting recognized.