[From Natori? How unusual. Well, he supposes the other man has little choice but to come crawling to him eventually, in these circumstances.... Matoba opens the window, holding a hand out for it to land on before reading.]
[....Ah.]
[Taking out an ink pen, he carefully jots out his quick reply, and sends it back on its way.]
no subject
[....Ah.]
[Taking out an ink pen, he carefully jots out his quick reply, and sends it back on its way.]
A bit early for you, is it not?