... I know. [ It comes out dryly, and her smile only upsets him more, but Sakuya takes the hint to dial it down, lips thinning. They weren't exactly in safe territory for emotional conversation. He shouldn't be stressing her out.

Or well, more him stressing himself out, but details. ]

Just... wish I could have done more than scribble nice things that happened to me and my sister on paper, and closing with well wishes hoping things have gotten better than the last time you replied.

[ Sakuya sighs, only half kidding. ] When time machines are invented, I'm going back to when we watched that play, then personally tie down your father and brother in an acting class so they can learn how to at least pretend to be decent. Right now, it's an F, for effort--