[If she had asked, the answer she would have received would have been "up." He's not about to lead her deeper into the city, especially when he doesn't know the layout of even a quarter of it. And the parts he does know aren't as familiar to him as he'd like. So he's not exactly comfortable with taking her out to anyplace unfamiliar at this time of night until he does—though that isn't saying much, since the night hours blanket Japan considerably earlier than he sometimes feels it should—not with demons how they are. But with it being a New Moon tomorrow evening, perhaps they would have been relatively docile.]
Let me put away the food first.
[He couldn't leave his bowl of food lying there if he had even wanted to. But it's easily packaged away, ready to reheat whenever his appetite decides to resurface, or his conscience in regards to uneaten food does. Afterwards, he picks up his beanie from off the floor (he hopes she feels bad about that), as well as his watch from off the table. He goes into his room, returning his watch to its proper place (hell if he's losing it again), and nearly slips his beanie back on, but decides against it, leaving it next to his coat, because he's pretty damn sure she'd just take it off again and drop the damn thing. And, you know, might as fucking well, considering.
But this is done quickly, and he brushes past her, heading towards the door.]
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Let me put away the food first.
[He couldn't leave his bowl of food lying there if he had even wanted to. But it's easily packaged away, ready to reheat whenever his appetite decides to resurface, or his conscience in regards to uneaten food does. Afterwards, he picks up his beanie from off the floor (he hopes she feels bad about that), as well as his watch from off the table. He goes into his room, returning his watch to its proper place (hell if he's losing it again), and nearly slips his beanie back on, but decides against it, leaving it next to his coat, because he's pretty damn sure she'd just take it off again and drop the damn thing. And, you know, might as fucking well, considering.
But this is done quickly, and he brushes past her, heading towards the door.]
Let's go then.