Ugh. I was gonna ask... [His voice sounds rougher than usual, and after a pause he switches to text.]
About those items we all found. Did anyone get decent alcohol out of it? If you did, and you wanna trade for something, let me know.
Or if you-- [A pause and he stops himself before he can ask for painkillers. No way.] Never mind.
[Shinjiro is suffering from the side effects of a concussion, after the incident with crazed Dizzy. Which isn't stopping him from trying to ignore it. Anyone on late shift at the Northern Lights can notice that he's off his game, and even quieter/more withdrawn than usual. And crankier, for a few reasons.]
Is she gonna be alright, or what?