Shinji wandered through the artist’s alley, searching for Spaceport Artemis merch- anything that caught his eye. Fortunately for him, his mother had insisted on sending him money to “have fun” with, so he had enough to pay for something if anything stood out. He looked a little lost, but really that was because the con was huge and he actually -was- lost, not just because he was surrounded by reminders of his inability to emotionally connect with anything from his past, including all his favorite fandoms.
