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Shun would end up waiting a bit longer than usual. Jeremiah, who almost always clocked out the moment that it was time to do so, had been staying later and covering some projects for the Chief of late. He had taken on a much larger workload than he had ever in the past but seemed to be breezing through it without any problems whatsoever.

In fact, if anything, he seemed to be thriving. There was a brightness to his blue-green eyes, a health to him that had been missing for the longest time that he now had.

Eventually, however, he made his appearance. He had taken to wearing his sleeves rolled up, no longer as many layers as he once wore. It was almost as if the chill he had was no longer bothering him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Kuroda," he called out as he approached. "Hopefully I haven't kept you from any plans you had for the evening."

"Not at all," he replied, bright blue-green eyes glinting a bit in the evening light. "Actually found some measure of control with it but it does nothing for the pain."

Since it was a fairly noticeable thing that he wasn't dressing warmer. There was no point in lying about it. "The things you can take control of when you work at it are quite amazing."

Jeremiah rolled his shoulders and inclined his head slightly towards Shun, gesturing that they should start walking. "What is it you wanted to discuss?" It was obvious something was eating at Shun still. "Since it's obviously not tied to work or the case I assigned you earlier." Otherwise Shun would have talked about it already. Which meant it was likely tied to other ashdown.

"It was not exactly pleasant to deal with in the final throws of it earlier this year, no." Jeremiah shook his head at the memory, the ache of the chill and the pain that had been unmanageable until Algie had been able to soothe some of it.

His steps slowed to a complete halt and he turned to look at Shun. "And why exactly is that?" Why did he care? Why did he want to know? There was a shift suddenly in his demeanor and the chill that Jeremiah seemed to have control over clearly was seeping back in.

"I'm well aware of her location and she's being watched," Jeremiah replied flatly.

"You tried to kill her, Kuroda. You'll forgive me but I'm not exactly inclined to have you be aware of her location." His head tilted to the side and studied him. The brief look was enough of one that implied he might have found Shun lacking.

"Considering your ill-timed and poor attempt on her life at the ball? I don't know what to expect. I would have thought better of you." His posture shifted, shoulders straightening. There was a noticeable chill around him now.

"If you're going to attempt something like that, at least follow through and don't flee after your half-arsed attempt fails."

"You were in a place where anything is possible. Magic bends to your will and those that were protecting her could have been easily indisposed or pushed back." His head shook, still clearly unimpressed with his actions.

"If you had truly wanted to, you could have ended her. At this point, a thing that was a poor attempt at life did better than you. At least it followed through. If you are going to end a life, then do so. In this there's no room for poor attempts." Jeremiah's hand flicked through the air in what might have been annoyance. "You threw a dagger and slunk off with your tail between your legs, not even waiting to see if it hit it's mark or not."