Shine Masateru<br/>Time: June 5th, 2018.  Monday, 5 PM.<br/>Location: The Mirrored Dojo.<br/>Tagged: The old and new Investigation Group.<br/><br/>Insight into the world of dreams and other places beyond the waking, breathing world,  means that Shine is at least familiar with some of the concepts present in this otherworld; it's why he's able to take things so well. However, he may not fully know as much as he appears to; he's putting on a strong front, for the time being.  That was one of many things that the accident changed for him; while he did not have any driving desire to prove himself to be just as good or, at least, not a burden, he had a tendency to project an outward appearance that was puffed up, without<em>seeming</em>like he was puffing himself up.  It was natural to him, after doing it for so many years.<br/><br/>When he needed to break down, when he needed to let his weakness show in some way, he simply had the absurd amount of willpower to keep on chugging along until he could find some place quiet, some place where he could be alone; where he could take that metaphorical mask off without anyone else seeing the man beneath it.<br/><br/>"It's going to be alright, Chisato. We're going to make it." Was he just reassuring her, or had he foreseen this? Foreseen a happy ending, at least for this excursion, or was this just that mask of absolute, quiet confidence? It's hard to say.<br/><br/>As always, Shine kept towards the back of the group, never more than a few feet away from Chisato. He knew she, at least for now, needed some sort of stabilizing presence; one that would not have to be burdened with fending off the hostile spiritual entities that suffused this strange realm. Lacking the power that the others seemed to have, he chose instead to fill that role as her support, as best as he was able to.