The bell attached to the cafe's door jingles merrily as Ilda skips across the threshold, and the Fool looks up from his work to return her smile with one of his own. "Hello, Twin," he teases lightly, before a slight furrow creases his brow.

"Yato...?" He repeats the name aloud bemusedly, as though trying to recall a dream that is already escaping from him. Then he glimpses the missing poster as Ilda marches over to pull it down, and brightens. (Oh yeah, that guy.)

"I'm so glad that he's returned," he tells her sincerely, and if there's a touch of melancholy in his eyes for a moment, he masks it well.