[the crackle of audio - a busy street, and the rustling of newspaper. Faded chatting from passer-bys in the background]
[the papers rustle again as they're set aside; someone sighs.]
...So it hasn't been as long as I thought.
[Video flickers on, revealing
a familiar, but older face. Uryuu gazes back at the NV coolly, and adjusts his new glasses before leaning back on the bench. Someone is severely unimpressed to be back here.]
Well. Have I missed anything?