Nahoya had long since recognized the fault in being too busy when speaking to Rei. He'd seen it in Kitato, shuffling through whatever was on the closest screen, and the older brother would have none of it, after that. He near mutilated his fingers, cutting the last things up while turning to look at her as she went through her day for him. He'd asked after all.<br/><br/>"Well, isn't that perfect to set the scene, the heat?" he offered, and his smile suggested he was quite happy with that connection. He'd asked her about her class, and honestly had doubts about how interesting it would be for Kit, but was happy to hear some enthusiasm from his sibling. Naho's shrug said 'jokes aside, but' "I think it's a problem, those rooms. But they keep a heater there during the winter. Maybe they have something for the heat too? I can check with Tyzaki." the janitor. Wrong wing but Naho liked to be familiar.<br/><br/>He'd mumbled something with a carrot in the corner of his mouth when she was going to be sous chef, but she was leaving before deciphering the sound became relevant.<br/><br/>During the exchange Kit made sure not to make any too notable motions, but he'd kept his eyes on her. Her tension spoke to him, and he was happy in that conversation while she placated Naho's niceties.<br/><br/>"But you look good already. I like your hair like that." Kit said. Naho looked her over then, from behind, as he was obscured by the wall of steam when he popped the lid over the rice. She was already on her way.<br/><br/>"Oh, did you do something new with it?" her boyfriend asked, suddenly guilty. "It looks nice." he tried. Kit thought it was unforgivably hilarious that Nahoya would feel bad.<br/><br/>"It's just a little grungy." Kit said, but she was well up the stairs by then. She might have felt his urge to grab her on her way out.<br/><br/>The youngest perked up when she came back. Naho was just putting the last things on the table. It was more elaborate than usual, but it wasn't unheard of that he'd try to spoil his lover and his baby brother. He even pulled out her chair.<br/><br/>Kit quickly pulled the chair opposite to her for Naho, and the chef laughed, gesturing dramatically with his hand before sitting. Kitato made sure to be beside Rei, and was suddenly very hungry. Under the table, his leg hooked around hers. For now, it seemed familiar, a reflex that had never been there before, perhaps. He made no real sign of having noticed it himself as he poured sauce over his already brimming bowl.<br/><br/>Nahoya poured her water and then started with a mushroom for himself. It was in his cheek as he stared at his brother. Rei would see a content air about Naho then.<br/><br/>"You know, seeing you two together like this makes me think you moving was a perfect idea." he said and busied himself with the food.<br/><br/>Kit nodded and returned the smile. To Rei, it was a bastardization of the true peace Naho was soaking in. Kit held up a piece of meat from his own bowl, and followed with his palm under the pinching tips of the chopsticks, as he held it in front of her mouth. He leaned in, full of concern, to blew on it for her, which let him be even closer to her lips. "Me too." he added and then both brothers were looking expectantly at her. Kit had every intention on sliding it over her lower lip on its way in. His leg wound tighter against hers, to part her knees. Naho laughed gingerly.