[Yeah, alright. Their discussion would need to take place in a soundproofed room anyway, so he nods.]

I do know Brain has quite the collection of winter wear at the moment - I'm sure he wouldn't mind handing some over to a poor soul in need!

[Under the guise of raiding a closet for warm shit they go to his room! Once he checks that Brain isn't inside, he ushers the two of them inside, closing the door and waiting for the sound to settle.

And then he just sits down on the bed, placing a hand to his head with a long-suffering sigh.]

...Tell me truly, Aoi. Are you the Fabricator, or did you attempt to muddle the scene by your own will?