Strange is in there. He opens the door after Yuya knocks...and the warning signs are already there. His clothes are rumpled and they're the same clothes Strange wore yesterday. His hair is ruffled as well, the sort of messy that comes when someone's slept on it funny and didn't brush it afterwards. As he looks down at Yuya, however, Strange can't help but smile, a gentle little smile.

"Ah, hello there Yuya. Come inside—I've got a pot of tea brewing, if you want."

And so, Strange backs up for Yuya to enter. The trailer is still fairly clean but his desk is a nightmare: papers are scattered all over it and a few orange phoenix fruits hang out in the corner of his desk.

Though, he hasn't seen the staff before. Strange frowns, looking over at the staff as if realizing it for the first time. "By the way, is that staff new?"