[ Kiryu's answer leaves Mine with room for interpretation. He can guess that the other man doesn't say everything he wants to. For a minute, Mine's of the mind to hang onto the conversation for a moment longer.
Then, the door opens; Nishikiyama doesn't hesitate to walk into his own space, right up to his desk. Cadence to his step, a flavor to his voice that Mine is more familiar with and used to than Kiryu. Mine lifts the handset away from his ear. He can pass on the call, not just the message, as he said he would. He still hears Kiryu speaking, faintlyβ A click. On Kiryu's end the line beeps rapidly, the call disconnected.
He looks up, from the binder dropped in front of him to Nishikiyama. He hesitates before answering, it's obvious. Mine has placed the handset back on the receiver, hanging up as if the call'd already been ended. ]
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Date: 2024-02-22 01:09 pm (UTC)Then, the door opens; Nishikiyama doesn't hesitate to walk into his own space, right up to his desk. Cadence to his step, a flavor to his voice that Mine is more familiar with and used to than Kiryu. Mine lifts the handset away from his ear. He can pass on the call, not just the message, as he said he would. He still hears Kiryu speaking, faintlyβ A click. On Kiryu's end the line beeps rapidly, the call disconnected.
He looks up, from the binder dropped in front of him to Nishikiyama. He hesitates before answering, it's obvious. Mine has placed the handset back on the receiver, hanging up as if the call'd already been ended. ]
Kiryu Kazuma-san called.