[ Subaru furtively treads deeper into the shop, though it appears he has no intention of wandering far from where D has stationed himself. His good hand clasps the opposite arm above his injury, as though that might protect it somehow.

When the question comes, his line of sight dips to his shoes. ]

I'm unable to sense him in this place. Whether that's because we've been separated or because I've been weakened, I couldn't say.

[ But it weighs on him, and his shoulders sag under the burden of possibility. Kamui had waited for him for years — has he now left him behind? ]