[Hige's partner is, perhaps incongruously, a little old man. He's bald, his face is round and friendly, and he moves a little oddly. Like he's not quite comfortable walking on two feet.
But he winces at the noise, too, and puts his hands over his ears after a moment, as well. He guesses hopefully:]
Maybe it's a test of the emergency system? And it will stop soon?
Face for radio
But he winces at the noise, too, and puts his hands over his ears after a moment, as well. He guesses hopefully:]
Maybe it's a test of the emergency system? And it will stop soon?