Brad fixed half a glare on Schuldig. He was decided to not make a huge deal of whatever this was with his visions. Certainly not to Nagi. Confirming that he was officially injured was not the way he had planned on starting breakfast.
"I am proud of Nagi's endless patience. How he doesn't permanently fix you to the ceiling on a daily basis still amazes me."
He nonchalantly turned back to his cooking, retreiving what he needed from the refrigerator as the pan warmed up.
"So..." Brad barely glanced in Schuldig's direction, breaking eggs into a bowl. "...care to tell me why my steak is in the trash can?"
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Date: 2009-08-09 01:03 am (UTC)"I am proud of Nagi's endless patience. How he doesn't permanently fix you to the ceiling on a daily basis still amazes me."
He nonchalantly turned back to his cooking, retreiving what he needed from the refrigerator as the pan warmed up.
"So..." Brad barely glanced in Schuldig's direction, breaking eggs into a bowl. "...care to tell me why my steak is in the trash can?"