His hands go up immediately when she raises the katana, and stay there even when she lowers the blade. For half a second, he's afraid he misjudged, but no - it's just Kira. He wraps his arms around her when she hurtles into him, holding tight and glancing around to make sure they're still alone.
"Yeah. Yeah, it's me. Are you okay?" He's stayed off the network, for the most part: it's safer to find people in person, to make the rounds and do what he can. He's glad he found Kira: his stomach is in knots over the people he hasn't found yet.
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Date: 2014-09-30 03:47 am (UTC)"Yeah. Yeah, it's me. Are you okay?" He's stayed off the network, for the most part: it's safer to find people in person, to make the rounds and do what he can. He's glad he found Kira: his stomach is in knots over the people he hasn't found yet.