[No no no no no why are you coming closer, oh gods that was definitely his voice but there was a certain coldness to it, strangely enough. She couldn't quite explain it, much like she probably couldn't explain her reddening cheeks.]
What the hell's up with the hair, Arisato? Are those contacts?
[Okay, no that's not fair to a perfect stranger. Let's cut the snark and try again...]
Mmmmaybe
What the hell's up with the hair, Arisato? Are those contacts?
[Okay, no that's not fair to a perfect stranger. Let's cut the snark and try again...]
It's Miki. Miki Sanada.