[ one man's garbage is another woman's -- used dildo, apparently. her smile falls, a bit, confused by the prospect of owning such a massive thing. Hajime shakes her head, the curtain of her dark hair swishing about as she does. ] Nope! Not mine. Not your's, either, so we should just leave it be. 'Kay?

[ who goes rutting around in the trash and picking up dildos, anyway? what a strange girl! ]

Someone threw it away, and it's not our's. It's okay if it's lost.

[ there's a beat, and then, like it's some large revelation, she speaks again. ]

It'll find a new home!