[because Fubuki continues to bottle up his emotions like some kind of dangerous exercise in teaching Boyle's law to young schoolchildren and Reimi can only read surface thoughts when using her persona, she has absolutely no idea of the sadness she's just visited upon him. instead there's only the vague sound of shifting from her end, like someone nodding.]

Things can get pretty hectic there, so I don't think they'd miss anything as long as we bring it back later.

[she laughs again, this time with a mischievous bent.]

And if they do we can always just bribe one of the kids I sit for to let us borrow one of theirs next time.