As the door swung open, Goki wasn't the only one caught a little by surprise. Theo's eyes went to the bokken–a tool he was familiar with even if he didn't use it himself–and quirked an interested eyebrow. Fencing clubs were around, but in the grand scheme of things, they weren't that popular, so it wasn't something the Englishman saw all that often. He found a professional interest was sparked at the sight of the training tool, even if Theo did not dabble in the Japanese sword arts.
“I'm here about one of your roommates, I believe,” Theo began, wondering if Tanaka knew or if Kuryakin was the only one in on it. He looked away from studying the bokken, looking at the man. “Priya?”
The Englishman carefully read the man for any reaction as he said the spirit’s name. That would tell him if the man knew or was ignorant of the ghost haunting his apartment. An outcome Theo wouldn’t relish enlightening him about.
“I'm here about one of your roommates, I believe,” Theo began, wondering if Tanaka knew or if Kuryakin was the only one in on it. He looked away from studying the bokken, looking at the man. “Priya?”
The Englishman carefully read the man for any reaction as he said the spirit’s name. That would tell him if the man knew or was ignorant of the ghost haunting his apartment. An outcome Theo wouldn’t relish enlightening him about.