[It's the expected answer, even if he regrets maybe having forced her to play that card. That doesn't mean he's not glad to hear it anyway. When he sighs again, it's with relief.]
... Yeah. Nakama. [He parrots her, and to be honest, he wishes he didn't sound so tired either. That's not a word meant to be threaded in low spirits]
I'm gonna make some coffee. [He moves in time with his words, crossing the distance to the oven.] Would you like any?
[Action] /wins the super late award
... Yeah. Nakama. [He parrots her, and to be honest, he wishes he didn't sound so tired either. That's not a word meant to be threaded in low spirits]
I'm gonna make some coffee. [He moves in time with his words, crossing the distance to the oven.] Would you like any?