Jr. made his way through the city. A small bundle of clothes were draped over one arm that was held up next to his ribs, a set of guns (different from the two holstered at his sides) resting atop of them, giving the obvious impression that he was going somewhere for a while. He held his omnicomm in his hands in a great balancing act against the items he held, starting to type something out.

But he wouldn't finish typing whatever it was he was typing when he spotted the shrine out of the corner of his eye. Slowly lowering the omnicomm, he stared for a moment before deciding to get a closer look. Was this a legit Japanese shrine, or one of the many replicas on planets across the star systems? Spotting Miku working away, he was at least glad there was someone there to ask about it.