Hiroshi's anxiety ratcheted up with every failed call. Was he out? Was he okay? Those sounds... were they all in Hiroshi's head, or something else? Despite the fact that the whispering made his skin crawl, he kept trying, feeling increasingly worried with each attempt.

When Irezumi finally answers, Hiroshi let go of the breath he hadn't even been aware he'd been holding. "Irezumi? Are you okay? Were you out somewhere? I apologize if I made you rush back," he replied.