He was just fixated on the screen, watching himself sleep.. He looked horrified.
ā⦠They-.. They got in.. They got in my house..ā Nagase could barley move, just watching the screen. His paranoia was already terrible, but this? .. This was making him rethink ever sleeping again.
ā.. G-.. Whereās- Wheres my gun- King where the FUCK is my gun-ā He started trying to get up, shoving himself away from king and launching himself at his drawers, rooting around in them. The one time he took Kingās advice and put it away-
āWhere the FUCK IS IT?!ā
Ā Ā Ā He fully expected for Nagase to react like this--and this time, King honestly canāt blame him. Heās definitely freaked out as well, but he tries to keep his concern at bay for Nagaseās sake. Heās more worried for him, anyway, especially seeing as the video seemed to be more focused on him.
Ā Ā Ā The mobster stands up and approaches him, gently holding his hands into his own, simply trying to pull him away from the drawer.Ā āNagase... please, breathe, hon... I- Iāll take care of this, okay? I... I already have an idea tā who couldaā done this, s- so... I- Iāll handle it,Ā ākay? Jusā... Jusā breathe, hon...ā