It could be magic-- I'm glad Yoon is keeping an eye on her, but please, give me a call if you have any worries.
[He's frowning outright now, but, after a moment, he shakes his head and steps up to the apartment door, rapping his knuckles firmly against it.
After a moment, a middle-aged woman opens the door; she looks tired, although she also looks carefully made-up to look less tired, and there's a kerchief tied over her hair. She blinks at them. Hakkai bows.]
Excuse me, Morita-san, I have a delivery for you from the Chen Pharmacy.
[He proffers the package with both hands. Confusion and the vague distance that usually accompanies interacting with a mortal are chasing one another across her face, but the gesture is enough to convince her to reach out and accept it. Hakkai promptly lets go, steps back, and bows again.]
Please enjoy good health!
[Morita, still blinking, nods. "Thank you, yes, of course."
Hakkai smiles at her, nods to Shizuo, and turns to head back towards the elevator. Behind him, the door shuts quietly. The package has a card for a local pharmacy inside, along with a sheet of directions for the medicine it contains, and he hopes that her memory will smooth over the question of just how it got to her apartment and when she might have been prescribed it. Generally, that seems to happen, except for the very old, the very young, and the unusually perceptive.]
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[He's frowning outright now, but, after a moment, he shakes his head and steps up to the apartment door, rapping his knuckles firmly against it.
After a moment, a middle-aged woman opens the door; she looks tired, although she also looks carefully made-up to look less tired, and there's a kerchief tied over her hair. She blinks at them. Hakkai bows.]
Excuse me, Morita-san, I have a delivery for you from the Chen Pharmacy.
[He proffers the package with both hands. Confusion and the vague distance that usually accompanies interacting with a mortal are chasing one another across her face, but the gesture is enough to convince her to reach out and accept it. Hakkai promptly lets go, steps back, and bows again.]
Please enjoy good health!
[Morita, still blinking, nods. "Thank you, yes, of course."
Hakkai smiles at her, nods to Shizuo, and turns to head back towards the elevator. Behind him, the door shuts quietly. The package has a card for a local pharmacy inside, along with a sheet of directions for the medicine it contains, and he hopes that her memory will smooth over the question of just how it got to her apartment and when she might have been prescribed it. Generally, that seems to happen, except for the very old, the very young, and the unusually perceptive.]