Issho horde

I have learned to discern Issho even before the black veils drop over their eyes. They walk with an unusually steady gait; even the drunk ones stumble in harmony. Their social groupings are endlessly fluid; a lone person will suddenly be flanked by apparent strangers, share a quick conversation and a hug, then drift off into the crowd again, later mingling with some others. They talk in almost imperceptibly low voices, but are very expressive with touch - always hands interlocked or arms around torsos, shifting and feeling.