Freya's attention again turns back to Togusa. She regards him for a moment and then smiles, though there's a bit of sadness in her eyes. "That's good. I've not kept up with as many people as I'd like, but I still have some friends I can turn to for help."

Her long fingers clutched at her coat, wringing the hem, "I've been in this city a few years now and I've yet to really make those connections here." She's not a homebody but making friends with random people isn't quite her thing either. That first interaction has always been a hurdle that she's found a bit easier to avoid. Or let others make the first move.