No, no tests. Or- not that, at least. Just a sunbathing raccoon. But I'm glad to know I didn't accidentally try to kill you. I'd much rather be intentional with that kind of thing.

[ He sips at the hot chocolate. It's warm and practically the consistency of syrup. Not exactly ideal for summer, but it's the beginning of February somewhere. And he's poked around enough to see all the ice cream and get an idea for what Adrian seems to like and it's the most indulgent sweet thing he knows how to make.

But there's something else that Adrian said. ]

Why would you be a placeholder for me?

[ Part of him realises it's a cruel thing to ask, but Kakyoin is a cruel person. And he wants to know. ]