“Glad you came.” He figured continuing with that line of conversation, about becoming a large beast on some nights, was probably unwise. Then Hakuba would start fretting and, admittedly, it did worry himself on some level or another. The blanking out and how the lines were blurring between man and lion…
“So, anything really interesting happen? Cases or anything?” He pulled out some milk and sugar.
“Always more cases, though nothing particularly of note lately, really…” Hakuba shrugged uneasily, then glanced sideways, failing at presenting any sort of reasonable pokerface. “Oh, I guess there’s… a dinner happening at my father’s house tomorrow evening, if you’d like to come. Sort of a birthday thing, I guess.”