Dubito, ergo cogito.

With the phone still clasped lightly in his hands, he really did find it all too strange. Of all the coincidences that could have taken place… not only did his text get sent to the wrong person, but it was also someone that was on their way to Tokyo? If he didn’t know any better, he would’ve thought a mastermind was behind it all, pulling the strings - but that couldn’t be, right? The person would have nothing to gain, unless it was solely for entertainment… which… actually wasn’t something he’d put past others.

[Text]: ...Really? Please reconsider. You could visit in perhaps a week or two from now. I'm in Japan, yes, and it's a little dangerous here, at the moment.

   There it is, the next one. A warning, it would seem. But she's never been one to listen to those. In the end, her work took priority, and it was likely this stranger had underestimated her, or so she thinks. A little bit of danger's never daunted her.

   [Text]: I'm afraid that is not an option. It is a business trip I would rather not cancel. Besides, I'm quite capable of warding off a threat. But I must ask, what makes you say that?

As he expected, the number wasn’t from Japan. …But apparently, the person would soon be on their way there. It was probably a coincidence, yet he still found it somewhat funny and ironic in a way.

[Text]: Ah, really? To be honest, I'm not one hundred percent certain... but that seems to be the case so far. Then again, I'm certain other places must be dealing with their own things, as well. ...I'm sorry for asking this, and you don't have to answer if you don't want to, but by any chance would you happen to be going to Tokyo?

Perhaps she's gotten too intrigued by this conversation. Merely a moment passes after her phone vibrates on her desk - consequence of her refusing to set herself a ringtone, or change the setting from silent at all - before she's reached for it, scanning the next text. Though the content triggers the appearance of a slight, thoughtful frown, a brief moment of consideration leads her to deduce there would be little to no harm in giving away this information. If any consequences would follow, they would be hers alone to deal with.

[Text]: I am, in fact. What sort of importance does that bear? I'm assuming you reside somewhere in Japan as well?

 (  But of course, it's only now that she notices     she's been talking to herself for quite a     considerable amount of time,  thinking herself     alone in the room. Clearly, she's gotten far     too engrossed in her work once again.     Setting the files that had previously been the     focus of her attention aside, her gaze falls onto     the young girl, equally concentrated on her     own assignment.  )

So, the person hadn’t heard about it… not that he was too surprised. He didn’t believe it to be a world-wide thing, but apparently, the person also claimed they were behind on events. This was tricky…

[Text]: Ah... I see. If you don't mind me asking, are you in Japan, at the moment?

Now this next text was interesting. Japan? Truly, she should have looked closer at the number texting her— the prefix was clearly not American. She considers the possible implications of sharing this information - as she does with any data - before concluding there was no harm in proceeding.

[Text]: No, not right now, though I do plan to travel there shortly. Is this incident confined solely to that country?

"Ah…!" Did he seriously send it to the wrong person? Quickly, he’d text back:

[Text]: Oh, I-I'm very sorry! But... you mean you haven't heard about it? Those... strange things...

     Oh, there it is— a reply. Light-brown hues scan it quickly, waiting for her curiosity to be cast aside, yet the text is surprisingly compliant. Perhaps this could work in her favor after all.

 [Text]: Not to worry. I suppose I must be somewhat behind on current events...what strange things?