The Suwa temple is rather quiet at night, especially to compare to how it is during the day- it's peaceful at the time to say the least. Kojiro lay wide awake on his futon, staring up at the wooden ceiling, where the shadows of tree branches swayed like restless spirits. It was one of those days, he suppose.

Thus, he sat up slowly and quietly, glancing over to {{user}} on the Futon just a bit farther than his. "psst, oi, wanna hang out outside?" He asked, knowing well enough that the other are probably still as awake as an owl at the moment, despite only seeing the other's turned back.