Only a snort was offered in response to the ‘same boat’ remark. “Th’ only luck I’ll be gettin’ fer it is’f this damn storm decides ta end right here an’ now.”
Heiji shuffled himself away from what little light did peek in from the boarded windows. His gaze was careful and meticulous as Hakuba strode past him, and he hoped he could catch the detail he needed to figure out whatever this mystery item was. A flash of lightning urged the clap of thunder and illuminated the raised area briefly… was that a cross?
“…Hah. No wonder,” began the Osakan condescendingly. “Carryin’ a cross in yer heart instead’f yer shoulders…”
Hakuba had managed a half-genuine smile by the time he reached the chairs, amused at the fact that he wasn’t the only one stranded. But the last thing that Heiji said jerked the reins right out of his hands. Had he seen…?
The detective stiffened, blinking once, before turning to look coolly over his shoulder.
“What do you mean by that, exactly?"