Yoko kinda just sat there while Asuya chewed her out. Not that she was supprised. She figured it was work calling, here to ruin her time off. She didn't care, she had her time off; as brief as it was. With the phone call over, Yoko finally went to open the door to the drunk tank to see why her captors wanted to be so polite to their victims. She didn't really see herself as a victim of a kidnapping though; she knew she passed out, but just didn't know where she was.
Yoko opened the door to find a boy, about her age, holding a more mature presence than she'd figured for a twenty-something year old. She stared for a moment, captivated by his red hair and matching attire before she snapped back to the realization that this was probably the person who locked her away to safety. She quickly straightened up and bowed with a simple "Thank you" before getting on to the matter at hand. She stared at him a moment: calm, collected, and non-threatening, but taking control of the conversation and strict notice of his facial expressions and general attitude. "Excuse me, my name is Hikari. I am a rank 2 ghoul investigator," Yoko paused to take note of any particular changes the boy infront of him may have released, "... and I have just been called away on business. If you wouldn't mind showing me to the front, the CCG would be appreciative that one of our beloved citizens were happy lend a hand to one of their trusted officers."