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You have reached the inbox of Kay Faraday, Great Thief Yatagarasu! Sorry I can't steal your call, but I'll get back to you, I promise.

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[infomodder]

[Oh, he wouldn't expect her to trust him immediately. Few people do, with good reason. He's generally trusted as a last resort. Desperate times call for desperate measures, call for waltzing into his class and asking for his help. Help that he's the opposite of eager to give, but, eventually, stops fighting too much.

Will's rarely anyone's first choice for who to trust with something of importance. He'd never be offended if she said that much out loud.]

Suppose that's that. [Winding his way around to lock up the cash register, turn off the main lights, open the door to the outside world as he shuffles through his keys again. Coming to the end of his day as regularly as he can, trying to ignore the weight of the discussion, Kay's position, what Will's going to have to do whether he likes it or not. He manages a smile, but that tension in his shoulders is still there. This is...not an ideal situation for anyone, he can't hide that completely.] See you soon, yeah?

[Stay safe, yeah? Hopefully this whole thing is cleared up soon enough, hopefully Kay doesn't have to deal with anything gruesome much longer, hopefully? None of them do.

At least, regarding Lunatic.]

OKAY IT WAS GETTING CRAMPED IN THE CLOSET ANYWAY

[yatagarasu]

[Kay lifts her crow-filled arm a little, urging them to get off before it begins to ache. They acquiesce, flying around and around and examining the shop before they're shooed out.]

See you soon, Will. [Hopefully sooner than later. The crows caw as if agreeing and saying their own see-you-soons.]