Holding the door, Schuldig shifts to allow Nagi in, complaining, "It's dead in here." Nagi doesn't respond, moving no closer to the bed than required to be clear of the door as it's released.
"Crawford said?" Schuldig asks again, fingering yesterday's flowers, molesting the card.
"Wait next door. Help Schrient get away. You don't smoke. I don't see Tot." Nagi repeats, facing but ignoring the unconscious girl.
"Fujimiya can't fucking spell," quick fingers flick the card at Nagi. It's slammed from the air before touching. "With all my life, he meant. L-I-F-E."
"What's the difference, Schuldig"
Nagi's question remains unanswered.