"Kyon, phone's ringing!"
"I know, I know. . ."
From where he had sat on the couch half-heartedly reading, Kyon weakly rolled over to grab his cellphone off the coffee table. Didn't have to guess at first as to who might be calling, but when he actually took a look he saw that it wasn't Haruhi's home or cell number but rather a mystery one.
"Probably forgot her phone," he quickly decided with a sigh as he answered the unknown number. His greeting was a simple, very annoyed, "Yeah?"
"Hello."
That wasn't quite the voice that Kyon was expecting, but it was a familiar one. "Nagato? Where are you calling from?"
"The police station."
That definitely got Kyon's attention, to the point that he very quickly rose off the couch. His voice even raised a bit as he asked, "What happened? Did Haruhi put you to something, or --"
"Suzumiya is not involved."
That definitely got Kyon all the more curious, but Yuki quickly explained exactly what had happened. Kind of. "I was mistaken for a child and brought here. Someone is required to come here or they will not allow me to leave."
"I'll get my bike. . ."
With another heavy sigh as he headed to the door, Kyon quickly asked, "Anything you need brought there or something?"
"A new dydee would be appreciated. This one is wet."
"Not what I meant, but okay. Be there soon. . ."