[Misa accepts the latte with a grateful smile, pretending not to see the flash of scar tissue at his wrists. It confirms what she had glimpsed earlier over the video, but aside from treating him carefully she doesn't want to acknowledge it. For all her investigative curiosity, that isn't any of her business. Maybe they'll talk about it one day, if they really do become good friends.]

Crazy... I guess it's the sort of thing that's hard to believe unless you see it yourself.

[She removes the cap from the latte and blows on its surface gently before taking a tentative sip. Too hot, but good.]

Is the military presence here good for the Numbered or bad?