[Fukawa frowns. She squints. Looks over her shoulder, glances around the place. Whatever snagged Lottie's attention is a mystery to her. Maybe it was a weird bug.

Or something more worrisome.]

R-ran into who? [And this is ridiculous, are they going to have this conversation standing ten meters apart? Fukawa edges into the alley, rubbing at her knuckles and still surveying the place with a scowl. At least until she gets close enough to see light reflect from Lottie's face in patches, thin lines that curve under her chin.]

Wh-what? Were you crying? Did this person... [Words fail her. She's standing in front of her roommate with nothing but a baffled expression and a dimming need to piss. The toilet can wait.] Wh-what happened, was someone threatening you or something? Don't lie!

[Just "ran into somebody." Who was she kidding? Someone had said something awful, at the very least!]