[What a good protag Hinata is, going into the room first. Just in case there's one of those Scary Dogs that Faize is Scared Of in the room still. Of course that means he's the one to trip over the trombone with a startled yelp, though he catches himself after a few steps instead of falling on his face. So that's... something.]
What the hell...?!
[He doesn't even know where to start. How... about the closet...? Yeah, he'll wander that way while still kind of staring at the trash tornado.]
How is that...?
[Ugh, no, focus, Hinata. The closet and the safe! Anything in the clothes or pockets? Anything of Incredible Importance he can find by running his fingers over the lining of the clothes or checking inside the safe?]
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What the hell...?!
[He doesn't even know where to start. How... about the closet...? Yeah, he'll wander that way while still kind of staring at the trash tornado.]
How is that...?
[Ugh, no, focus, Hinata. The closet and the safe! Anything in the clothes or pockets? Anything of Incredible Importance he can find by running his fingers over the lining of the clothes or checking inside the safe?]