[Izumi vaguely recognizes the guy on the other side of the door—and boy, is he a sorry sight. Just looking at Johnny makes him feel colder, and he has to suppress a shiver in spite of the coat he's wearing. The wind whipping about outside and stealing warmth from the hallway doesn't help.

This poor guy.]

I think I do. [Heck, Johnny can take them all. This is too sad. Izumi takes a step back, in part to turn around and in another part to allow Johnny some room.] Do you want to come in while I grab them? It might take a while—I have to remember where I saw them last.

[Please don't die on his doorstep.]