[Seeing as Ichimatsu is merely stopping in for a few minutes, he doesn't pay attention at all to the figure slumped on the desk. Initially. After a quick double-take, though, he recognizes the guy as one of the people that used to take care of Ren... what was his name? Cravat, or something. He's met him once or twice in passing, anyway.]
[Fuck, is he dead? Ichimatsu really doesn't want to deal with that right now.]
[Luckily, though, the man springs to life not a moment later, looking totally disoriented but alive. The quick cough sets an edge in Ichimatsu's teeth, though - something that may have to do with the fact that he's wearing a sick mask himself, black fabric with a pawprint design on it. Either way, Ichimatsu regards Kravitz suspiciously from the doorway. The man looks about as well as he probably does, all around.]
i.
[Fuck, is he dead? Ichimatsu really doesn't want to deal with that right now.]
[Luckily, though, the man springs to life not a moment later, looking totally disoriented but alive. The quick cough sets an edge in Ichimatsu's teeth, though - something that may have to do with the fact that he's wearing a sick mask himself, black fabric with a pawprint design on it. Either way, Ichimatsu regards Kravitz suspiciously from the doorway. The man looks about as well as he probably does, all around.]
Oh... actually, I thought you were dead.