Sakura Futaba

[ Shinjiro takes the comm unit and puts it back in his pocket. ]

Thanks again. I appreciate it.

[ Though now he's sharply aware that he's standing around in the room of a girl he barely knows. He glances towards the door, then looks back to her. ]

I should probably get going.

[ And then, because with the sad state of her kitchen, he just can't help it: ]

If you need someone to cook you a real meal sometime, just hit me up. I can help out with that.