There's an unspoken rule among the police officers, unspoken because it is so instinctually a part of the job that no one needs to say it out loud, they all just do it: you take care of the widows. And widowers, but those are much rarer in Recolle. It's touching that Cherche still comes by and makes the effort, but perhaps it's to be expected since her son joined up.

"Mrs. Yata," Officer Hitori Togusa greets her with a respectful nod of his head, just on the edge of being a bow. He glances down at his own coffee mug, and tries to hide it behind his back, as if removing the evidence that he contributed to the problem. "We do! I swear! It's just- been a little busy." Uh-hunh.