He's lucky she's kind of a shut-in- it doesn't strike Nanami that the hand is unusually smooth and cold, that the grip resembles more of industrial metal than warm flesh. Kanji's probably just weird or a cyborg or whatever, y'know? No big deal, she was talking to a demon boss of about four years old the other night.

(She walks right past the metaphorical trail and lets it go cold. Deep personal secrets were your own to keep, anyway.)

".....mmhmm. Do weird strings of events happen like this often?"