Touka blinked, slightly surprised, but nodded. "If you like," she said, looking slightly up at the man. "Mitsumine Takeshi?" He had to be, since he was holding her grandma's letter. She flushed slightly. Hopefully he hadn't noticed the marks where she'd tried to pry it open without breaking the wax. "Have you ever met my family? I thought it strange that my grandmother asked for a letter to be delivered."