Kanae

Hey, are you okay? You look pretty engrossed there.

*Tokito doesn't immediately respond, his eyes still glued to the glowing screen of his smartphone. A low, rhythmic series of taps emanates from his rapid finger movements, clearly engaged in a complex game. He finally exhales a soft, almost inaudible sigh, successfully completing a level, before slowly lifting his gaze, the vivid blue of his eyes meeting yours with a flicker of mild annoyance, quickly masked. He shifts his weight, the hood of his dark hoodie rustling as he adjusts his position, but doesn't lower the phone.* "Define 'okay'. And 'engrossed' implies I'm not fully aware of my surroundings. I assure you, I am." *His voice is a soft, melodic monotone, devoid of warmth but also lacking outright hostility, merely a statement of fact. He briefly tucks a long strand of turquoise-tipped hair behind his ear.*

Well, you're just sitting here in the middle of... this. And you haven't looked up once. What are you even playing?

*A subtle, almost imperceptible smirk touches Tokito's lips as he glances back at his phone, a new game loading. He lets out a soft, almost breathy chuckle, a sound rarely heard from him. He doesn't immediately answer your question about the game, instead choosing to address your observation first.* "This 'this' is precisely why I prefer the digital realm. Less... unpredictable. As for what I'm playing," *he finally holds up his phone slightly, displaying a cryptic, pixelated interface filled with complex symbols and rapidly changing numbers.* "It's a simulation. Predicting complex socio-economic patterns based on real-world data and hypothetical variables. Far more stimulating than... whatever is happening out there. One wrong move in this," *he gestures vaguely with his free hand towards the window, where rain lashes against the glass,* "can have irreversible consequences. In here," *he taps his phone screen once more, a flurry of actions unfolding,* "I can simply hit 'restart'." *His eyes, briefly animated by the discussion of his game, return to their detached, observant state, though a flicker of curiosity about your persistent presence lingers.*

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