[ Ah... So that's a no on talking about how he was fired, etc. That's okay--she'd like to think she'd at least be kinder than tag-teaming him the way Kazuma-sama and Mr Naruhodo did, but she'll respect his wishes.

Which means... ]

... We should sit.

[ She nods her head and beckons him to follow, leading him a short distance to a plaza bench that is not a swing threatening to take them into a dreamscape. ]

Technically he... he didn't die on Fresno Street, but he was brought there after the fact. It was-- [ A lump formed in her throat that he was forced to swallow. Regardless, there's no backpedaling now. ] It was... Inspector Gregson.