[Backdated action post - immediately following Vincent's departure from Reeve's apartment]
[The apartment suffered terribly from the effects of the raid, though miraculously its occupants had come out of the ordeal more or less in one piece. Hojo absently wandered through the broken pieces of furniture, nudging pieces of wood with the toe of a shoe, straightening a lamp in a useless effort to straighten his thoughts.
Vincent Valentine... and with the gunman, did he really see...?
The door of the bedroom opened and closed.]
Mr. Tuesti.
[A sigh accompanied by a small smile. Even now he wasn't quite sure how to react to this whole chain of unfortunate events.]
...How is Miss Kira...feeling?
Vincent Valentine... and with the gunman, did he really see...?
The door of the bedroom opened and closed.]
Mr. Tuesti.
[A sigh accompanied by a small smile. Even now he wasn't quite sure how to react to this whole chain of unfortunate events.]
...How is Miss Kira...feeling?