[Adachi opens up the front door, concern etched in his features.]
Hey, Ichig -
[Oh. Okay. Come on in, then. Adachi stares off after him - geez, he looks terrible - before shutting the door.]
Go ahead and grab a seat. [He gestures to the musty sofa in the middle of the den before clasping his hands back together, pondering.] Er... Can I get you anything? Water or...
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Hey, Ichig -
[Oh. Okay. Come on in, then. Adachi stares off after him - geez, he looks terrible - before shutting the door.]
Go ahead and grab a seat. [He gestures to the musty sofa in the middle of the den before clasping his hands back together, pondering.] Er... Can I get you anything? Water or...