[h3][color=lightslategray]Fumiko[/color] at the Northwestern District[/h3]

Fumiko nodded intently at Aya's question, as if she was waiting for someone else to assure her suspicions. She in turn replied to Gotou, "[b][color=lightslategray]Either way, I don't think we should be moving her until she comes to again. So if you could lay her down...[/color][/b]" Fumiko felt a little emboldened by Aya's question, ignoring how it was likely easily answered. She gestured back to the sofa with a polite smile on her face. "[b][color=lightslategray]We should let her recover fully, don't you think?[/color][/b]"

Fumiko wondered if she was taking things too far. But it was kind of exciting to assume the man was some kind of criminal. Like she was stopping a crime. Aya had voiced suspicion about it as well, so Fumiko was affirmed in her suspicions, clearly. Plus, if she was right, it was ostensibly the right thing to do. Fumiko quickly glanced to her bag, which had her phone in it. '[color=lightslategray]Just in case.[/color]' She thought, as she casually grabbed her bag, sitting it on her lap.