[Man, that's kind of embarrassing. He sighs at the pat on his back, deciding that it's probably just best to take the L here and roll along with it. Yoimiya's little giggle is cute anyway, taking that as the consolation prize as he stands to follow into the interrogation room. He looks around, noting how similar it is to the one just down the hall that two of their police officers had been beating him senseless in. How on earth this officer isn't immediately asking who he is is beyond him. Maybe another stroke of luck happened- maybe they didn't report it yet that he was at the station. Probably so they could beat him without getting reprimanded for it.

Suddenly, he doesn't feel as bad for them, the little that he might of felt from the horror that had happened to them. Karma sucks, doesn't it.

Taking a seat, he sits calmly as the officer starts, nodding his head.]

Nothing particularly special. I was just dropping off her key after picking up some groceries for her. And...

[He turns his head to look at her, his eyes narrowing with a smile on his face. He did not forget about the fish LOL]

...to take care of her poor, helpless Hanabi. If he's not fed, she practically has an anxiety attack about him.