The mumbling on the other end of the line was incoherent, but Fredrik and Mikkel could at least make out the rustling noises that followed. And that of a door being opened.

“is’fr you…” Minoru’s voice was softer, his PINpoint wasn’t near his face anymore, but it was still a very sleepy mix of English and Japanese. “Science… doushiteka…”

They could hear a bit of an exclamation as it was unceremoniously dropped. Questions were asked, but Minoru didn’t answer. He just stumbled back to his room and shut the door.

Isamu, meanwhile, picked up the discarded PINpoint and replied, “Hello? …to whom am I speaking, and can I assist you with something?”