"Just...tired." Officer Suou sighs and stretches. He didn't feel awkward in his own skin anymore. That had definitely been less than pleasing. He runs his fingers through his hair--straightening it rather than messing it up. Glasses and tie adjust. Yes. All was right in the world. He offers Verity a hand and helps her to her feet if she'll allow it.

The spare chocolate bar he removes from his suit pocket, staring hard down at it. "Tch." A long pause, before his gaze slides sideways toward Verity. "Next time, give me a signal, would you?"