"Freezin' those off would suck," Kita agrees. Deadpan.

He releases the phone. Notes Osamu's shifting. Same as before a game, when it's time to charge in. The energy's nearly an audible thing. Wired up by crowds, excitement, the need to go.

Kita wasn't sure he'd feel this again. At least, not while they were still both on the same team. He grins.

"Ya know, it's nice to see ya excited."