He doesn't notice Coco looking at him like he's the world. But only because he's looking at her just the same. In the photo and at the photo now. He doesn't notice the strain in Masaki's smile for that very same reason. Not at first.

With the phone tucked back away, he takes up the cane again and moves the bow off his shoulder. Still a little more ways to go to the kitchens.

"I do. I really do." Most decent fathers do. But all the same. "I wasn't kidding. When I died, all I thought about was reaching her. It's not for sure but it's the working theory for why and how I rose back up. I've missed her so much. I miss her now."

And he'll miss her more everyday. It's only then that he looks over and sees that trace of something not quite right. He frowns. "Are you okay?"