[ Nishitani comes and goes when he wants. At some point, she realized that's what he'd been doing anyway, and then it was easier to just let it keep happening. The space is barely big enough for two people, but she's never been particularly territorial that way. Besides, the man cooks and cleans, which is more than Andy can usually be bothered to do on her own.
She's not dressed for company — a ragged t-shirt two sizes too big, thrown over little more than her underwear — but she probably wouldn't have changed even if she knew they'd be having any. They'll find her on her favorite perch, sitting on the window sill with an ashtray in her lap as she nurses a cigarette.
It's hard to say what she recognizes first — the voice or the eyepatch. There's a half-beat as she takes Goromi in, giving her a curious onceover before responding: ]
Small fucking world. [ Wryly then, with a nod at their mutual acquaintance: ] Don't tell me you followed this animal back to his lair.
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She's not dressed for company — a ragged t-shirt two sizes too big, thrown over little more than her underwear — but she probably wouldn't have changed even if she knew they'd be having any. They'll find her on her favorite perch, sitting on the window sill with an ashtray in her lap as she nurses a cigarette.
It's hard to say what she recognizes first — the voice or the eyepatch. There's a half-beat as she takes Goromi in, giving her a curious onceover before responding: ]
Small fucking world. [ Wryly then, with a nod at their mutual acquaintance: ] Don't tell me you followed this animal back to his lair.