@DILFSTALKER Nem knew someone was watching him , it was simply paranoia at first , but when things started to move without his memory of it , or he ran into a chair he was certain hadn’t been pulled out the night prior , he knew . But of course he hadn’t caught onto who it was yet , vision hidden as it was a large portion of the day . The merc had ventured out of his small rental apartment in search of a coffee , sage green hakama pants swirling around his ankles that matched the silk ribbons tied around his sensitive vision , he moved down the street with practiced ease , soon arriving at a favored coffee house , ordering a matcha latte before sitting down , simply listening to the chatter and bustle of the machines .