Hmm. Ooh. Kaji likes the idea of paint supplies. Really likes it. "That might work well." He chuckles. "Well, the arts and crafts, maybe not the boxing lessons."

He glances around the Observatory, and subtly nods towards the very obviously youngest person in the room: Ib. "My housemate. And her birthday's coming up, right in the middle of all this mess. But, it's a girl's tenth birthday. Can't a little international war wait one day for that?"