[Hajime stops what he was doing, which was rummaging through what is apparently his underwear drawer. He's holding a wadded-up undershirt and a fairly horrible set of heart-print boxers as he turns to stare at...whatever it is Kreutzer is doing. Given the sort of people he hangs around (and is), he's assuming that was meant to do something. Still, it never hurts to make sure one is not dealing with a crazy woman...even if she's been fairly rational so far.]

...what was that?