A memorial of sorts

[sumarusfinest]

The resident Nexus police officer looks a lot less formal than he usually is. He's missing the usual suit and tie, dressed in all black--button up and slacks.

He sets a vase of lilies down on a table gently.

"Has anyone been able to determine the full extent of the damage and...casualties here in the Nexus?"

He's been cleaning up in Sumaru since the attack, and feels bad he's only now checking in.

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[sumarusfinest]

He'd say the same about her.

He's a grown man, hand holding isn't some social faux paux that's going to shatter his sensibilities. He does get up to go and discard their lunch trash, but when he sits back down he'll scoop her hand into his and go back to watching the Nexus.

"I need to come up with a design for a plaque to be created. For those who perished in the demon attack. I have Jesse's word that there will be help to put it together, but...he wants me to design it." Katsuya looks serious once more, back on the topic of why he's here today.

But with an important addition. Verity is included in this task, suddenly. And he isn't letting go of her hand unless she tries to pull away.

[brave_heart_verity]

She murmurs her thanks when he gathers up the trash, but is much more grateful when he takes her hand. It's good to have a little bit of that physical contact they both go so long without. Her fingers lace into his, and she's not planning to let go anytime soon.

"He's been talking about it for a while now." Which means she's been thinking about it. "It should be on a plinth so people can see it. With flowers around the base?" She takes her inclusion in this very seriously, but she's not sure what the problem is. It's a plaque. There's not a lot to decide there, she wouldn't think.