† Second Mission † {Don't listen to what I say, just see what I mean.}

[just_a_murderer]

[is in the Library, standing before one of the many long, tall shelves of books--the mystery section, if you're the type to pay attention to that sort of thing; in his hand is a rather thick book, open to somewhere roughly in the middle, and though he's looking at the page, Aya is not really seeing the words right now, lost in thought as he is...thoughts that have, unbeknownst to the red-haired assassin, formed a speech bubble over his head]

...Is she happy? Is she still safe? If she isn't...

[ooc: *pokes the comm--is it dead? =\ Can we eat it?*]