I don't want to be given false credit, [ Kim corrects her, though his tone is light; though it's an entirely genuine sentiment, he's not that serious about it. He listens to her speak with rapt attention, quietly digesting everything she has to say. A young police force - public force, she says - is something he knows is unstable from personal experience. He also knows from personal experience that most people distrust cops, and generally for good reason. He wonders if it's the same for her, though he's unwilling to outright ask, or even begin to converse with a total stranger about such things. He can't help but wonder, though.

He gives her an encouraging sort of nod. ] That sounds like a good job. Plant life can be a great boost to the spirits. Especially if you live in urban areas without much natural greenery to be had. Picking up a plant was one of the first things I did when I got here.

[ He pauses, a little embarrassed by his own enthusiasm. It's true, though. He's always had affection for his houseplants back home and while nurturing that little sprig of mint back to life is a silly thing to waste his time on, in such a frightening and unpredictable place, it's given him some reliable pleasure to watch it perk back up. It's a little unbecoming, though. ]

Khm. Perhaps you could pursue something similar here? I imagine even the venues in Tamamo District could use some plant life. Though what was that you mentioned -- under the plate?