Nice to meet me, huh…? [ he doesn’t get that too often; it’s novel, even if it’s just perfunctory, ] Thanks! Just a few hours. I guess you’ve been here longer since you’ve already scoped out the bank?

[ So many coffees.. eyebrow quirked, he glances around for something to help Kaneki out with his haul. A bag would be ideal, but there’s not much around other than grocery items… ]

That’s a lot of coffee—you alright?

[ Its caffeine, isn’t it? Is he exhausted? Even if Rokurou prefers tea he knows that coffee is good for a zing. ]

Here, let me help. [ there’s really nothing around to carry them with, but he’s strong; daemons are pretty much only good for their strength anyway. he holds out his hands to take a few off Kaneki before they tumble, ] We’ll find a basket. Drop one of these on your toe and you’ll be crying.