[ His mother beams up to greet Sena with a sweet Secchan as he passes, mentioning that Takumi seems to look worse each passing day without his friends and adds a giggle right after. Those monsters must be keeping them away, she says.

Takumi doesn't even retort against his mother even when he should be predictably embarrassed. Her upbeat nature that continues to shine only exasperates him more. His siblings are the same... Like nothing is wrong. He's wondering if he's going insane, but Mizuki is here. ]

Can you prepare us some nigiri? Some tea... Maybe some ice cream.

[ His mother nods and gets to work for once; she's having the time of her life. He's deprived of sleep, so he doesn't notice the silence as anything foreboding. With only a couple of strides more, they're in the break room except Momo is nowhere to be found. Little guy probably has to stay at home with the outbreak of monsters. Still, Takumi doesn't utter a single word as he rummages through the cabinet for a first aid kit only for a bandaid. He seems to be in the room and out, returning with a bowl of water, some soap, and some more paper towels. Once everything is ready, he takes a seat and expects Sena to sit beside him so he can treat the shallow cut. ]

I forgot to say thanks for checking on me. I'm glad to see you and—I'm... Okay. [ For the most part. ] Are you all right? From what I can see, you've been through a lot. You should have gone straight home and rested.

[ It's time to wash that shallow cut of yours. Rubbing alcohol and hydrogen peroxide is nowhere in sight, but there's a tube of antibiotic ointment. ]

Then you... I...

[ He wouldn't have almost killed his friend. It's something he would bring up with more elegance, but without sleep he's going hysterical. ]