[ He leaves it at that and says his pleasantries before he hangs up and grabs a jacket. ]
[ At the house, he doesn't think anything of the sight, thinking maybe she just likes her privacy. Touma knocks and waits, hands in his pockets. He swears his right arm is tingling, but that has to be all in his head, so he fidgets periodically. ]
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[ At the house, he doesn't think anything of the sight, thinking maybe she just likes her privacy. Touma knocks and waits, hands in his pockets. He swears his right arm is tingling, but that has to be all in his head, so he fidgets periodically. ]