[BEFORE. Off-Network. Chrome. No words; not yet. He simply lets her feel his presence.]
[AUDIO]
So this one... this turns on the...
[VIDEO: a blue eye]
Oh, a light's on!
[ A pause, something that might be a stifled sigh. ] Yeah. You're recording now.
[ Image pulling back to reveal a young man (hair swept over his right eye) peering with delight at the lens. His thin, white, damp shirt hangs loose; covered in part by a very nice suit jacket that may've once belonged to Arthur. (It did).]
Aaah, how cool. You said the whole city uses these, Mr. Arthur? Everyone can see me? That's a little...
[His inflection unsure.]
Everyone who has one, which, it seems, is....everyone.
Mm, thanks for your help. With the center, I think I'll be all right now. [looking off camera; now back, with a sunny wave.]
Hello. Please treat me well, my name is-
[Oops! While reaching to adjust the device, he's accidentally turned it off.]
[ooc: takes place after a log which'll be linked when complete :3. Arthur, Mukuro.]