"Good point about the buildings, but try to get closer. Don't tell Crawford it's to heal. Tell him it's to cut down on the commute or something. Or y'know, manage on your own and be healed before he gets his head out of his ass. Just don't deny yourself things you need if you can have it." A plate full of perfectly browned, fluffy omelette floats over to Schu. Nagi starts making his own.

Nagi's brain seems to be flipping back forth between being a bitchy little thing and wanting to snuggle the hell out of Schu.