And now a very public post from a very confused Kanji

[get_bent]

[You know, later he would wonder why he posted this. But right now, Kanji had something very important to tell the world.]

HEY!

[Do you like your ears they might have popped from the noise. It's okay tho, his slight confusion as why he's doing this is easily overturned.]

So uh....anyone need something sewed? You know, tore somethin' off, need a dress made longer...I just need something to do.

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[get_bent]

[What the hell is he saying oh god oh man oh god.]

...u-uh I didn't mean it that way! I mean yes, I'll fix that! But....I GOTTA GO SOMETHING ON THE STOVE!

[SLAM...the feed is cut off.]

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[tenthtrump]

[Blink. The language didn't bother her too much- you get used to it, in her line of work. She just wasn't the type to take to it, herself.]

[tenthtrump]

[She waits exactly ten minutes, and tries responding again.]

Kanji-kun, are you there? Would it be alright if I drop my jacket off in the morning?

[get_bent]

HELLO.

YOU HAVE REACHED THE ANSWERING MACHINE OF

KANJI TATSUMI.

....so what button do I press when I'm do-

PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE AFTER THE TONE.

[tenthtrump]

[She totally does leave a message tho.]

This is Naoto. Let me know when you would like to me to drop off my jacket, if you're still willing to sew the button for me.

Thank you.

...have a good evening.

[CLICK.]

[get_bent]

[Kanji forgot he had an answering machine until a day later then realized he was a complete idiot.

But the urge to fix that jacket was even stronger today, slowly overriding his fear of being near Naoto until--

--he knocks on her door.]

Hey Naoto! You here?

[She's probably busy or gone to the police force or went off being awesome.]

[tenthtrump]

[She opens the door after a few seconds and looks up at him.]

I take it you got my message?

[To the point, as always.]

[get_bent]

[Piercing eyes, as always.]

Y-yeah. Sorry, I forget to look at 'em most of the time. No one really sent me messages after everyone left.

[What is he dragging behind him--it's an entire set of sewing drawers. With the year he's been here, Kanji has collected a lot of materials and buttons of various sizes. He coughs. Normally he'd be terrified of bringing this shit outside of his apartment, but it doesn't seem as bad right now. He's helping!!]

Uh...you still got the button or should I try to find one that matches?

[tenthtrump]

[That was kind of sad. She steps back, letting him in, and grabs her jacket. She wasn't really good with comforting people...hopefully her just being present here would be enough?

She didn't really know how to give herself to people, or even how much. In many ways, she stayed walled-off and distant from people. A very good trait in a detective, but at what cost?

A look to his materials.]

I don't know if all of this is necessary, is it?

Here, it's just a little loose.

[She holds out her jacket.]