[ A simple smartphone in a thick black case... got it, very easy to remember. There's no telling what sort of deep dark information is stored on that phone and who his contacts are, Yoimiya would rather remain blissfully ignorant than be privy to the details. However, she does know that if that phone ends up in the wrong person's hands, they will both be in danger. If it's in police custody, she'll have to wrack her brain to convince them to hand it over but gonna cross that bridge when they get there. For the time being, the two of them need to focus on some well-deserved rest. ]

Thank you as well.

[ A rare moment of her being short and to the point, unlike her usual chatty self. She has her hands on the handle, preparing to walk out. But for some reason, she can't bring herself to open the door, it doesn't feel right to leave in such a curt fashion. For a moment, she doesn't utter a word, standing at the doorway in silence until finally, she glances at him from over her shoulder. ]

... You be careful too. Get some rest and focus on making a full recovery. Try not to do anything too reckless.

[ Unlike the manner in which she chewed him out earlier, her voice is soft and her words are sincere. Regardless of his terrible job, she still worries about his well-being. Her heart can't take the thought of him kicking the bucket between now and the next time they meet. ]