[Kira brushes off his arm as Mitsuhide lets go of him, thank goodness.] Ah that's right. Susan didn't smash my head in so badly that I forgot how you function. Well, if you'd like to stay in pain that's fine. How about a cup of tea then, it's long overdue. I did promise you one, on that note I left on your box. Goodness, you must have just gotten that.

[Mitsuhide was in jail when his café opened... that feels like so long ago.]

And you may. He won't hurt you... [Probably.

It hasn't been so long that he's going to start impulsively blowing up people. It also on a timer and not as strong as it used to be, which is a shame but he's not about to complain about it.]

Out of curiosity... are you in any trouble, aside from being physically injured? Susan has a quite a few nasty friends. I'm sure they'll come for you. [The café is basically just across the street and it shouldn't take more than a few moments to get over to it but he'd rather keep this grim conversation outside.] Is there anyone I should be on the lookout for? If you killed her for me naturally we're tied together in this mess that's been made.

I just don't want my head smashed in again while I'm trying to make a cake. It's most unpleasant.