[ Yusuke, as promised, isn't long, he quietly slips through the front door, taking off his shoes in the entranceway and seeking out his roommate. He's as calm as he usually is (in front of other people, anyway), even in the face of Jaime's jittering. He's been the one nervously tossing and turning and refreshing his phone, it's nice to be able to help with someone else's problems.
He thinks. He still isnt completely sure what the plan, or even the problem is. ]
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He thinks. He still isnt completely sure what the plan, or even the problem is. ]
Would you like to sit down, Jaime?