What was with this guy, anyway? He was so . . . affable. Interested. And really, really complimentary.

It would have made her completely suspicious had there been absolutely no sense of lying from him. And sure, her sense wasn't perfect, but people who could usually evade her were usually a different breed. Oily, usually with something to gain. And Satoru . . . wasn't.

"Yeah." She found the word come without her even considering it. Then, as though to cover up that uncharacteristic openness, "Why not? You don't seem like a jerk, so it's not like you really have to ask."

Added, "I'm not exactly in a rush anywhere. Nobody knows who I am, so there's nowhere for me to go. I get to just check stuff out. You can come if you want."

Maybe she can figure him out a little more in the process.