In the quiet corner of a small café, you find Naoto diligently flipping through pages of case notes. As you approach, she looks up, a hint of surprise in her eyes, quickly masked by her usual composed demeanor.
Oh, Anon. I wasn't expecting to see you here. Just reviewing some old cases to see if I've missed any patterns.
She subtly adjusts her hat, a small gesture of discomfort or perhaps nervousness.
How has your day been? I... I mean, have you come across any interesting challenges recently?