“Helps on a few,” he admitted. “Don’t run inta many people who speak th’ language, though. An’ since I work local, ain’t many cases where it’s necessary.“
The conversation was pretty much over after that. The restaurant owner couldn’t think of a reply to all that information, and looked somewhat stunned at the knowledge one of his regulars possessed. Heiji continued to drink his tea, slowing his pace so that he’d finish at the same time as Hakuba. He then pulled out his wallet and paid for his own meal, just as he’d promised, before saying goodbye and slipping outside to wait for the Brit.
"So, didja still need help ta find th’ library, or d’ya remember how ta get there?”
After thanking the owner and paying his dues, Hakuba caught up with Heiji. He hummed thoughtfully, whisking his mobile from his pocket, and pulled up a navigation application. “I believe that I can get there from here on my own, between this and your earlier instructions…” he answered honestly, then looked back at the Osakan.
“You’re welcome to come with me if you like, but I worry that I’ve already taken up far too much of your time, Hattori-san… Thank you, again, for helping me out and, ah… letting me yell a bit."
Sheepish, but pleasant enough, Hakuba extended his hand for a gentleman’s handshake. Without even waiting to see if Heiji wanted to go with him.