Sora made his way through the snow to the hospital. Part of their grand plan involved taking the phones from their comatose past selves. No small task when he figured all of them would have visitors at some point. But at least a small group of people staggering their visits could go by unnoticed. Or so he hoped. He pulled the hood of his dark jacket more over his head, hunching in on himself against the cold. Go in, get the phone, get out, find someplace to shack up for awhile. Bonus points for someplace warm.
Unfortunately he wasn't quite looking where he was going as he repeated his plan over and over. That plan should have involved 'be extra stealthy' or 'pay more attention at who is around the hospital'. His shoulder knocked into someone, causing them both to stumble.
"Sorry," he said. He was about to hurry away when his brain caught up to what his eyes had glanced after the run in with ... someone all too familiar.
"Dammit," he said quietly to himself. Of course he would literally run into one of the few people in this time that would recognize him. Well done Sora. The hospital was just under two city blocks away too.