He riffled through the files, looking for anything labeled under either his real name or the one they'd given him here. He kept his ears open, listening for any change in the sounds of the room, not taking anything for granted.

He glanced over, worried, when Yohji mentioned the files. 'Freaky' was never a good word, especially when used by someone who'd seen as much as they had. He left the cabinets to lean around Yohji's shoulder. "Might as well take the pills. Define 'freaky'."