"You're... not wrong." God, he can see the tactical advantages of a larger party at least, just as he can see that Magpie isn't bad at what he does—just bad at being a human being.

Fortunately, the kettle begins to chatter, and he starts to moisten the filter he's been folding. "One of the things that became clear in there was that the Palace is split into multiple wings. If we had enough small teams, and if they were strong enough, we'd cover all of that faster.

"Did Futaba have a Palace, in your world?" The water soaks into the paper so easily, rinsing it through so it clings to its funnel. Like the dye Magpie was dipped in, that he seems to cling to despite everything. Just like Ren.