"Here. Try these."
Her vision started to straighten out as he slid the frame on.
It was the boy from earlier.
She jerked back, now acutely aware of the limited amount of space between them. "Oh."
He was regarding her slightly warily, and she became more aware of where she was.
She was sitting in a clean, modern kitchen, and Tanaka had his arms crossed over his chest. "That's... a lot better," She admitted, adjusting the glasses from where they rested on the bridge of her nose.
"Good," He said, clearly looking uncomfortable with the situation. "You can keep the glasses."
"Thanks, I guess," She cleared her throat, "Uh, see you."
And then she left.