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[condoner]

This is Tsunemori! I'm sorry, I'm not here right now, but please leave a message. I promise to get back to you once I'm able. Thank you very much! ( action → text → voice → video )

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[condoner]

[ she covers her mouth when she giggles, and when she's done, she follows him to the living room where she says: ]

I think you're the only one who believes a visit is invasive.

[zitteraal]

[ Ah, she's laughing. At first, he doesn't understand why, but then she speaks up... leaving him feeling slightly sheepish. ]

...There are other reasons why I thought it could be invasive. [ Which sounds slightly defensive on his part. D-don't get the wrong idea, baka... ] I also wanted to confirm something.

[condoner]

[ adolf, you are so tsun, omg... ]

Yes, what is it?

[ after saying that, she heads to the kitchen to pour some coffee for herself and adolf. she comes back seconds later with two mugs. ]

Here you go.

[zitteraal]

[ Where does he keep all this tsun? We Just Don't Know.

But he takes the coffee with a brief 'thanks', looks Akane up and down one more time to confirm that yes, she does look a little different. ]

You're the first one I've heard of that's been able to go 'home' and back. I wanted to confirm that you haven't been tampered with.

[ Bugged, monitored— maybe he's a little paranoid, but listen, it's better to be safe than sorry. ]

[condoner]

How would you be able to prove that?

[ akane at least feels that her code's been tampered with, but in a good way. she looks older now, and she has new memories. had her code not been updated, then she'd still look the same, probably... that's what she guesses, anyway. ]

[zitteraal]

...By feeling your electric potential. Despite being code, we all emit weak electromagnetic waves.

[ He hasn't actually explained to Akane that he has 'special powers', so this might just sound insane, but. At the same time, Cerealia has strange people, so it should also be par for the course, he figures. ]

If something drastic was done to you, or if you'd been bugged, I'd be able to feel the discrepancy.

[ Aside from the bug everyone's been wearing from day one. ]

[condoner]

[ that does make her feel slightly confused, but it immediately hits her that maybe adolf has some supernatural powers that she's unaware of. ]

Alright. Do I need to do anything?

[zitteraal]

No. All you had to do was be here, in person. That's why me being here could've been potentially invasive.

[ Because if there'd really been something wrong, he would've had to speak up... awkward. ]

...It's good to know that you're the real deal, if nothing else.

[condoner]

Thank you, I guess.

[ well, what else is she supposed to say to that? ]

Oh, and do you want to eat the cake together?

[zitteraal]

...I already ate.

[ That's a lie, but he's still self-conscious about his face, so there it is. ]

But you can eat. I'll watch. [ A beat later, and he realizes how PROFOUNDLY WEIRD that sounds. ] —Unless. That's an issue.

[ Ah yes, how to backpedal 101. ]

[condoner]

With how much you cover your face, I guess it might be why you've declined.

[ she takes a sip of her coffee, eyeing adolf to see what his reaction might be. and when she sets her coffee mug back on the table, she adds: ]

It's fine. I can eat it later, then.

[zitteraal]

My face isn't exactly something that'd facilitate your appetite.

[ He sighs a bit, and then adds: ] If you have things to think about, I can leave. It can't be all that pleasant, winding up back here.

[condoner]

Now, you can't just say something like that about yourself.

[ she really won't allow it! ]

I wouldn't pressure you to show me, but please know that I wouldn't judge you for anything. After all, we're friends.

[ yeah she said the "f" word. ]

[zitteraal]

[ she did it... why did she do this to him on this day ]

...It's just a general consensus. I can show it to you, but it won't be pleasant.

[ Friends... he's still wondering how this happened to him, and it shows in the slight furrow of his brows. ]

[condoner]

[ she inspects him with an arched brow. ]

Please don't tell me you're uncomfortable with the idea of being friends.

[ you can't escape this one, adolf. especially when she's a better profiler than she was before. ]

[zitteraal]

That's...

[ Cue him clearing his throat. ]

...Not the issue.

[ She's suddenly being so straightforward?! ]

[condoner]

[ do you like this new akane, adolf? ]

I'm glad to hear that.

[zitteraal]

[ Akane is suddenly threatening Vietnam's ranking of "most seme girl in Cerealia"...

So he heaves a sigh, deflates just a little. ]

If you're going to use the 'friend' designation, know that it goes both ways.

If there's anything you need, speak up.

[condoner]

I believe I've made my request already.

[ yup, she did. maybe about twenty seconds ago. ]

[zitteraal]

Is it...

[ He really needs this spelled out for him, jeez. ]

...The cake. [ Akane is too powerful... ]

[condoner]

I'll slice it for the both of us.

[ off she goes back in the kitchen to get a knife and slice the thing. she comes back with two plates later, and a thin slice of cake for both of them. ]

[zitteraal]

[ When she comes back, she'll notice that he's finally taken his scarf off, that it's sitting on his lap instead of around his neck. The left side of his face is mostly burned off, which isn't exactly the greatest thing to look at, as advertised, but he doesn't look as awkward about it as he could've.

He looks up, nods, and takes his portion of food. ]

...Thanks. [ That's almost inaudible, before he adds: ] How old are you, Tsunemori.

[ Asking a girl for her age, scandalous. ]

[condoner]

[ she doesn't verbally react to it, but rather, just commits the image to memory when she passes him. she's seen much worse. and even then, she kept to herself. so this is nothing. ]

I'm twenty-two now.

[ and it's not as scandalous as you may think, adolf.

she sits down in front of him and adds: ] You don't look bad at all, if that was what you were worried about.

[zitteraal]

[ 22 now. God, she's really not even that much younger than he is now— she looks steadier too, now that he thinks about it.

The comment about his face makes him breathe a little softly, as if he's just slightly amused by that assessment. ]

It still isn't 'good'. [ But he doesn't want to be a total wet blanket, so. ] Disappointed, are you.

[ A mean tease... ]

[condoner]

Disappointed? Why would I be?

[ okay, she doesn't get it. ]