[ He tenses upon hearing the name. Of all the luck--! Crow takes a composing breath before looking up, his lazy, fed-up countenance turning into mild surprise upon seeing her. ]
Oh. Hey. [ Less-than-enthusiastic reaction; he's obviously trying but it's also obvious that he's forcing it a bit. ] Didn't think I'd see you here.
[ Why wouldn't she be on this line? It was the one to Ekoda after all. But there had to be some higher god laughing at him for boarding the exact same train and carriage, and to get caught in a power outage with her. He doesn't want to deal with public niceties right now. ]
[She can hear those conflicting motives in his voice. The lack of enthusiasm makes her uncertain, but he's also trying. That's some encouragement, anyway -- even if it isn't much.]
[She tries to talk herself out of the idea that he's just being polite, or she might easily talk herself back to her seat right there. He does potentially have good reason for being out of sorts.]
[She offers a lopsided smile, genuine, though not fully able to conceal her uncertainty.] I didn't expect to see Kaito either.
[She'd like to have a more honest conversation with him -- something that doesn't involve all the public niceties, but she's not sure how to get around them. This is quickly settling into stiff politeness, and that bothers her. She tries to summon a brighter tone:] Don't tell me you came back to live in Ekoda too?
[ Immediately she gets a snort. ] No. Of course not. I have my own place.
[ A small, tidy apartment that only held what he needed. A couple of sentimental objects maybe, but nothing that he couldn't easily throw into a bag in a hurry.
He takes a quick peek at his phone screen when it vibrates with a message - "20.45" - and then switches the display off. ]
[Mostly it had been a throwaway question -- something to keep things moving. It didn't make much sense for him to be living back in Ekoda; surely in a year's time, she would have caught sight of him at least once before. With the answer, though, she learns something she didn't expect:]
You're not living with your mom?
[Her eyes flick briefly towards his phone when it vibrates, but the number means nothing to her. She doesn't give it a second thought. His question about the heist is much more surprising.]
sorry about the wait, work
Oh. Hey. [ Less-than-enthusiastic reaction; he's obviously trying but it's also obvious that he's forcing it a bit. ] Didn't think I'd see you here.
[ Why wouldn't she be on this line? It was the one to Ekoda after all. But there had to be some higher god laughing at him for boarding the exact same train and carriage, and to get caught in a power outage with her. He doesn't want to deal with public niceties right now. ]
I know that feeling. Welcome back!
[She tries to talk herself out of the idea that he's just being polite, or she might easily talk herself back to her seat right there. He does potentially have good reason for being out of sorts.]
[She offers a lopsided smile, genuine, though not fully able to conceal her uncertainty.] I didn't expect to see Kaito either.
[She'd like to have a more honest conversation with him -- something that doesn't involve all the public niceties, but she's not sure how to get around them. This is quickly settling into stiff politeness, and that bothers her. She tries to summon a brighter tone:] Don't tell me you came back to live in Ekoda too?
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[ A small, tidy apartment that only held what he needed. A couple of sentimental objects maybe, but nothing that he couldn't easily throw into a bag in a hurry.
He takes a quick peek at his phone screen when it vibrates with a message - "20.45" - and then switches the display off. ]
...How was the heist? Seems Dove got away again.
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You're not living with your mom?
[Her eyes flick briefly towards his phone when it vibrates, but the number means nothing to her. She doesn't give it a second thought. His question about the heist is much more surprising.]
And you didn't see her? I thought you were there.
[Does that mean that he didn't see Toichi?]
[Is that better or worse if he didn't?]
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[ Lying about it would open him up to slip ups later. Better to be semi-honest. The best lies had a basis in truth. ]
Didn't want to stick around after... [ He let a gesture capture the rest of his words. She had been there too; she could fill in things herself. ]