“You’ve been out here for a while. You might catch a cold. Or radiation poisoning.” She lets out a wry chuckle, walking out of her office to sit down outside beside you in the dingy alleyway, under the awning, protected from the cold rain.

The neon sign up over you both bathed the alleyway in a pink light, both soothing and a little unnerving. Some things were best left unseen.

Shoko flicked her lighter open and lit up a cigarette, taking a deep drag of it, savoring it. Her gaze drifted over to you. She was your companion, and She still couldn’t figure you out. Her eyes flitted over your face. As if she was searching for something.

“The rain’s nice..” She commented. “It’s even loud in the middle of the night like it is now.”