Eyes like these should not, in any way, shape, or form, be allowed to exist.
Wataru's lower lip trembles slightly as he looks up at Hanako with wide, pitiful light brown eyes that make her flinch - a tool of mass destruction, she tells you.
"I'm sorry Wataru, I really do need to go," Ema sends her sister an unimpressed glance when the older girl wavers under the destructive force of Wataru's puppy dog eyes. There's a video game remote in the teen's hands, her very pink character on the screen pushing Yuusuke's off the road.
Meanwhile, Hanako tries to explain to the best of her abilities to Wataru that she has a prior engagement and that yes, of course, she will play with him later.
The pre-teen was particularly pouty, perhaps because she, unlike Ema, had not played much with him that afternoon - Hanako had insisted Ema keep playing Mario kart with the two boys while she helped Ukyo with dinner, and she had left not long after to get ready for her outing later.
If a good portion of that time was wasted with a bright green clay face mask resting onto her skin as she read a novel and painted her nails a nude color, well that's her business.
A girl needs some time for herself once in a while after all.
She had only planned to warn Ema that she was leaving soon, yet had somehow been convinced into playing a round of the racing game, one of the few video games Wataru was allowed to play.
This was perhaps a mistake, because now she was stuck dealing with the downfall - namely Wataru's pleading for her to stay and play some more since she had spent most of the afternoon locked in her room.
Hanako Hinata always has always been too weak for pretty, adorable things.
"Leave her alone Wataru, you're being a pest," Yuusuke's comment might as well start a war because his youngest brother throws him a pillow, as if having waited for an occasion to do so.
Ema is so surprised that she drops her remote and loses a game for the first time in what seems forever when she does not manage to catch up with the other two, features scrunching up in a grouchy, slightly vindicative expression.
Grumbling under her breath, she finally deigns to look at her older sister as the two boys argue about which map to play next, "Will you be sleeping at Mayu and Kana's place?"
Hanako shakes her head, eyeing the time on her phone - her friends should be here in something like twenty minutes, give or take five to ten minutes for them to make a wrong turn and get lost because of the archaic GPS Kana's car was equipped with, "Nah, I'm just stopping by after lunch to get some stuff, I'll go home right after."
She wraps her crossbody bag around herself and checks she has everything she needs, bidding the three goodbye, "Try not to kill each other while I'm gone.
Wataru cheerfully answers, Yuusuke only grumbling something like no promises.
"Have fun!" Ema says, eyes fixated on the screen as Princess Peach speeds ahead of Yuusuke's character, and pushes Wataru's Yoshi off the road, into nothingness. As she walks up the stairs leading to the top part of the loft, Hanako sends a last glance downstairs, smirking slightly at the sight.
Ema's lips are quirked almost smugly as she crosses the finish line for the third time, the two boys squawking out in a way that is so similar you can instantly spot the family resemblance, "Seriously?!"
"Hey," she blinks, head tilting curiously when she reaches the end of the staircase and sees Kaname leaning on the wooden railing next to it.
"Hey yourself, are you going?" she nods at the older man's question, bypassing him to slip on the white ballerina shoes she had left in the shoe storage next to the couch upstairs, "That's no surprise, I did think you were dressed rather cutely just for us rascals Hana-chan, what's the occasion? Not a boy I hope, it's too soon for you to break our hearts with something like that."
Kaname's gaze runs over appreciatively the navy denim skirt and peach-colored buttoned-down shirt she has on, the first two buttons left undone to reveal a peak of stark collarbones.
"Your heart can handle it, and thanks," she startles slightly when instead of the teasing, lighthearted expression she had been expecting, she finds a much more serious, concerned expression displayed on Kaname's perfect features.
"I'm just eating out with some friends, and stopping by to get my car afterward," she assures him, wondering just when was the last time someone had bothered asking for her whereabouts, worrying about her like this, "I'm not sure what time I'll get back, though."
Her father deemed that thirteen was a perfectly normal time to stop caring what his daughters did with their days and nights.
Ema, wonderful and innocent Ema, trusted her sister even when she truthfully should not, and didn't have a suspicious bone in her body - her trust in the world and those in it was both heartwarming and worrisome, mostly the latter in Hanako's opinion.
It's a bit awkward, to be honest, to divulge what were her plans for the evening to what was barely more than a stranger, yet she'd be lying if she said it didn't send a flurry of butterflies within her ribcage - stupid mushy feelings.
Kaname hums, "Huh, I didn't know you had a car, why not drive here yesterday? Wouldn't that have been more convenient?" she presses the elevator button, unconsciously playing with her hair's dry ends.
"I wanted Ema to get used to taking the train since she'll be using it every day, pay for her monthly pass and all that," Hanako's best friends' place was right next to the train station, so they had driven there in the morning to leave Hanako's car there, stopping by for a cup of coffee with the girls before walking to the station to get to the one in Kichijoiji's center, "Hinode High was ten minutes away from our old place, so Ema never really had to take public transportation alone."
She would never have to if Hanako had something to say about it - not with the number of horror stories she has heard on the matter.
Now thanks to Yuusuke - bless the boy - Ema will always have someone with her, and her sister was slightly more at ease. As the elevator's doors open, she turns to Kaname with a goodbye on her lips, surprised when he goes in with her, "I'll walk you out."
"Okay?" Hanako then clears her throat, realizing she might come as rude to her future stepbrother, "I mean thanks Kaname, that's really nice of you."
"My pleasure," he smiles at the forced, yet somewhat sincere answer, "Did you warn Kyo-nii you wouldn't be eating home?" the way her lipstick-covered lips part in an o and her brows furrow is all the answer he needs, Kaname chuckles at her expression, absentmindedly noting that the color of her lips matches her blouse, "I'll tell him, don't worry."
The sun hits their faces as they reach the exterior door of the residence, and Hanako's shoulders drop involuntarily at the pleasant sensation, "Thanks, I completely forgot, I wouldn't want him to make me a portion unnecessarily."
"Not just that," Kaname grins teasingly, a flash of pearly white teeth on display, "The poor man will be disappointed not to have your company in the kitchen or at the dinner table."
"With all of you," she sniffs haughtily, humoring the man, "Who can blame him."
They pass Sunrise residence's gates, just as a familiar car rolls down the corner of the street, "That's my ride, and oh I forgot to ask, but is it okay if I park my car in the garage?" said garage was about a third of the mansion's size, with three floors to fit all the residents' cars, "Do I need a pass or something?"
"I'll tell security to let you in," Kaname waves off, eyeing appreciatively the convertible that stops just before the residence's entrance, "Have a nice evening Hana-chan, maybe send us a text to let us know you're alright later?"
Hanako blinks, suddenly hit by how thoughtful Kaname truly has been with her and Ema ever since they got to the Asahina household, always treating them kindly and with small attentions to make them feel at home in this new environment.
"Sure, and thank you, I appreciate it," before she can go and enter the backseat of the car to join her friends, it's her friends that come to her - or well Mayu does.
The girl, either because she got tired of waiting or because she's curious about the handsome man who is with her friend, gets out of the passenger seat, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
"Hana-chan~!" Kaname laughs when the tiny girl that just got out of the car approaches them, engulfing Hanako in a hug that seems suffocating, "I missed you!"
"I saw you yesterday Mayu!" Hanako is forced to lean down to accommodate the much smaller girl whose strength shouldn't be possible for her humble size of 4'11.
The vivacious girl, Mitoma Mayu, turns to Kaname with a smile that resembles that of a feline about to pounce, "Hi, you must be one of Hana-chan's new stepbrothers! I hope you've been taking real good care of my precious Hana-chan and Ema-chan."
"My, why of course, they're our darling new little sisters after all," Kaname looks far too pleased with this new development, hazel eyes glimmering with mischief when Mayu goes to continue her tirade.
An arched, defined brow twitches violently and repeatedly.
"Enough of you!" Hanako scolds her friend, face flushing just slightly as she tries to tug the girl to the car where Kana is looking at the scene with an almost bored look on her face, manicured nails tapping on the wheel of her car - some help she is, "Leave him alone, they've all been great - which yes I will tell you all about later."
The passenger's door slams closed once Mayu is forced inside, narrowed, angular eyes still fixated on Kaname who is looking more and more amused by the second.
"See you later Kaname!" Hanako calls with an exasperated huff, entering the back of the car just as Mayu's window slides down, the woman's gaze sharp and deadly despite her bright expression, "Let's talk again soon, Kaname-kun~!" Then, just as soon as they appeared, the three of them are off.
With the impression of having witnessed a tornado taking off with his new sister, Kaname sinks back on the path to the residence, humming under his breath, "What interesting friends you've got there Hana-chan."
Twirling her glass and watching the liquid whisk around, Hanako sighs.
"Can't we talk about something else? I've already told you everything," she says before Mayu can shoot yet another question her way.
The other girl shakes her head fiercely, looking just slightly disgruntled, "No! We need to make sure you and Ema-chan are truly in good hands, right Kana?"
"Whatever you say," Kana, the last person at their table who is seated in front of Hanako, says, calm as ever, "If you don't think Hana can take care of herself and Ema then..."
"That's not it!" Mayu denies, "Mou Kana, you're so mean to me - always saying things to make me look bad!" mean is far from an appropriate term as the both of them know that Kana does not have a mean bone in her body - if anything, the term would befit more of Mayu or Hanako depending on the situation.
Both could be quite the nightmare when they wanted to be.
The apology that comes from the blank-faced girl is far from remorseful and Hanako cannot help but count her blessings for Kana Evans' quiet, but grounding presence in her life.
Only Heaven knows how she managed to live her first fifteen years of existence without the girl and with her sanity still intact.
"Seriously though Hana-chan, I just want to make sure you're really comfortable with this. Even if they're nice, living with eleven boys that are either teens or young adults isn't...it can easily turn into a disaster," Mayu says, twirling the ring hanging from the golden chain around her neck absentmindedly, "That's a lot of people in one house, and you can't be sure you'll manage to coexist for long with all of them."
Hanako steals a piece of cheesecake from her petite friend's plate, taking a small bite and handing the rest to Kana who chomps on it, looking more alive than she had seconds earlier.
"I know, but it's not like I have much of a choice," not unless she wanted to go against her father's wishes, the man had been so glad when his daughters had accepted to live with the Asahina family, feeling that if the boys' presence in their lives could make up somewhat for his own absence - a cute, if slightly insulting thought.
Oh well, beggars can't be choosers, and that's not what matters the most, "Ema is so happy with the move, and I think it would break dad's heart if I didn't at least try."
Hanako Hinata is a creature of habit, if anything else, and trying new things was never her thing - she needs to work on that, so she has been told.
"That's nice and all," Kana says, her doll-like features carefully set so they do not show much, "But what do you think about the whole thing?"
Hanako smiles slightly, "I think I've found myself liking them all a lot more than I thought I would, and it's nice to have a house with so much space to spare...as long as I can escape to your place once in a while," Kana and Mayu had moved in together in High school due to some family drama on Mayu's side and the fact that Kana was already looking for a place to stay had sealed the deal, "Maybe all that talk about dad and Ema is just an excuse not to admit to myself that I really do enjoy living over there."
Kana's thin brow raises in Mayu's direction as if to say, see?
Mayu, the only one at their table partaking in alcoholic beverages since she wouldn't be driving, finishes her sangria in a go, plump lips pursed, "Fine, but if anything goes wrong, we're kidnapping you and Ema-chan out of there, got it?"
"Great," Kana says, deadly serious, "Ema can take your bed and Hana the couch." Mayu frowns, trying to find the meaning behind her best friend's words, "And what, I'll sleep with you?"
Kana blinks in mild confusion, lips twitching up slyly, "No, I'm sure the floor will do just fine."
The very Kana-like response has Hanako almost falling off her seat as she laughs unashamedly, high-pitched cackles wracking her body, "Let's hope it doesn't come to that, I would hate to be the reason Mayu ends up on the floor."
"Hanaaa," Mayu whines, grabbing her oldest friend's hands from over the table between her own, "Tell Kana to be kinder to me, I can't take all of this abuse!"
"It's getting late," Kana's melodic voice cuts in, unbothered by the lively girl next to her, "We should be getting back, you have a morning class tomorrow Mayu," leave it to Kana to be more aware of Mayu's schedule than the girl herself.
"You're such a mood-killer sometimes Kana~" Mayu sighed, checking the time on her phone, "It's only eight, and we need to spend as much time together as possible before midterms!"
"We can do something this weekend," Hanako offers, "But I'm pretty tired from all the unpacking, so I wouldn't mind calling it a night," despite her pout, Mayu lets Kana wave the waiter over so they can pay for their lunch, and the three stumble out of their favorite restaurant, Mine's - both because of its cheap prices and tasteful sushi.
Heavens know just how many times they stopped by after school when the three of them were still Hinode High students.
Mayu's nose wrinkles when Kana moves to the smoker area, lighting herself a cigarette, "Want some?" the long-haired girl offers the stick to Hanako when she sees the girl looking at it with something like longing. Despite having mostly thrown the bad habit out of the window a few months ago, she was guilty of indulging once in a while, mostly with Kana.
"You're godsent, thank you, I'll pay you your next pack," Kana shrugs, muttering not to bother and Hanako's lids flutter shut when she inhales in a long drag.
"You're both terrible," Mayu sighs, watching her two friends pass the tobacco-scented death sentence between them, "Those things will kill you, y'know."
"How could we not, you remind us each and every time we smoke when you're around," Kana's lips twitch when Mayu huffs at her words, cheeks puffing out like a small, adorable squirrel, "Somebody has to!"
Once they're done, Hanako has the brilliant idea of running towards Kana's car, intent on taking the passenger seat this time. Mayu, of course, does not take to this well, screeching and taking off after her friend.
"You two are children, I swear," Kana says, languidly walking behind them and waiting until she has reached the vehicle to unlock the doors.
Said children share a look, pulling their tongue at their friend, trying to wrestle themselves into the coveted seat, "Ouch! Mayu, my hair!" Hanako hisses when her long locks are tugged back, Mayu using her small size to slip underneath her friend's arm and jump into the car.
"Ha, I win!" Hanako crawls into the backseat, accepting defeat for fear that Kana would leave her behind if she did not hurry up to get in. She checks her phone, a bit surprised to see that an unknown number has texted her; Hello, this is Ukyo, I got your number from Ema, the blunt introduction makes her smile without noticing, I hope your evening is going well, please inform us when you leave to get back home.
She saves the number, quickly sending a reply that she had just left the restaurant and would stop by at her friends' place before leaving for Sunrise residence. "You're smiling like a creep, Hana," Kana informs, watching the girl through the rear-view mirror, "What's that all about?"
"Ah," Kana is not one to dress up her words prettily, "Just one of my new stepbrothers, he wants to know when I leave your place."
"That's smart," Mayu says, blinking, "Is it that handsome one from earlier? He seemed pretty sweet on you," Hanako frowns, not understanding the meaning behind Mayu's words - more like not understanding the way she means those words, innocent only in appearance.
When in doubt, avoid the subject, "No, it's the second eldest, the lawyer I mentioned earlier, he takes care of the household and does all the cooking."
Mayu whistles lowly, the baby-faced features that are hers not fitting with her facial expression, "Damn, cooking for so many people must be pretty hard, especially with such a demanding job."
"Says the one who is useless in the kitchen," Kana's insult does not fly over anyone's head, Hanako briefly remembering the two years in High school where she and Mayu had shared a class, more precisely the bane of Mayu's existence: home economics.
Mayu whines out the girl's name, her voice high-pitched and unnecessarily loud as she looks at her roommate with a pout.
"I'm only telling the truth," Kana defends, unmoved as they reach the modest apartment complex the girls live in, "Want to get a cup of tea before you leave?"
Hanako hesitates, "No, you have a morning shift tomorrow, don't you?" Kana nods, exiting her car and letting the now cool breeze wash over her with a smile. The two girls with her, however, shiver at the drastic change in temperature - Kana had always run at a higher temperature than most, hating more than anything to spend summertime in her birth town of Phoenix, Arizona.
The girl would always swear that it was her main reason to move to Japan, much to the exasperation of those around her.
"Hana, hold me!" Mayu arms wind tightly around Hanako's waist, much like a snake wrapping around its prey, shooting Kana a jealous glare, "It's not fair that you're in a sleeveless shirt and are still more comfortable than us."
Hanako nods, nose burying in Mayu's chin-length hair as she motions Kana over, "Come on, give me a goodbye hug before my tits freeze off," the girl obliges, wrapping her long limbs around the two hugging girls, only a bit awkwardly despite the weird position she is in.
"We're having a chick flick marathon on Sunday," Mayu informs, voice a bit muffled from her spot in the middle of their messy, three-way embrace, "Ask Ema and that spunky friend of hers to come if you want."
"Maho-chan," Hanako corrects half-heartedly her friend, intent on taking the girl on her offer and asking Ema about it tomorrow - some quality girl time would be necessary to make up for their now testosterone-filled home.
"Sure," she smiles, "I'll see you guys then, I love you."
"Drive safe on your way back," Kana says over Mayu's echo of her last words, cheerfully arguing she loves her Hana even more. Once the two enter the building, Hana fetches her phone out of her bag to warn Ukyo that she is leaving, seeking warmth in her car.
The drive to Sunrise residence is a rather short one, with no traffic at this hour - thank goodness for small blessings.
She's only half-surprised to see two security guards when she rolls into the household's garage - Miwa's residence was rather high-end, with good security and expensive cars that put her baby's chipped, faded grey paint to shame, "Hi, I'm Hinata Hanako, I just moved in, um I was told that Asahina Kaname would speak to you?"
Her modest Scion tC might not fit in with the likes of most of the cars stored here, but it lasted the last three years, with no signs of dying on her any time soon - she never was one to care much for automobiles, as long as it rolled well enough she was satisfied, a shame if you asked her ex-boyfriend.
He always had a talent for giving unwarranted opinions that one.
"Hai," one of the men drones out tiredly, asking for a piece of identity before giving her a magnetic pass that would allow the barriers in place a bit further to open. She thanks the man brightly, finding a place suitable to park her car on the second floor when it becomes quite clear the first is full. After a bit of searching around, she finds the door that connects with the main building and heads upstairs.
Her hands pause over the elevator's buttons, clicking the fifth one instead of the fourth at the last second.
The top part of the loft is empty, but as she risks a glimpse downstairs, she sees a few people in the living room as she'd expected since it really is not that late - somewhere between eight-thirty and nine o'clock.
"I'm home," she says before she can think too much about it, the speed at which those in the living room turn to face her startling Hanako so bad she trips on the second to last stair down, "Eep!"
She doesn't scream but it is a near thing as she stumbles down, her unsteady landing almost sending her to the ground - which she doesn't doubt would have happened had Louis not reached to grab her forearm to help and steady her from his seat on the nearest couch.
He smiles, amusement hiding in the corners of his lips, "Welcome back."
Hanako lets out a relieved breath, her free hand shakily landing on the wall behind her for some support, her heart hammering loudly within her ribcage - now that was scary, she slowly peels herself off the wall a few seconds after Louis' hold around her arm had disappeared, "Ah, thanks for the save."
"You're a bit of a klutz, aren't you Imouto-chan?" Tsubaki laughs when she huffs, but doesn't contradict his words as she takes a seat on the couch between him and Louis - she tries not to notice how weird it is to see him without his dark-haired, more reasonable double.
"Did you have fun?" Masaomi asks, looking exhausted. Come to think of it, she thinks absentmindedly, if a bit guiltily that she had not taken notice until now, I haven't seen him all day.
"I did, it was a blast," going out with Kana and Mayu always is, "What about you Masaomi-san, how was your day?"
"Well...I had an emergency at the hospital in the morning and ended up finishing pretty late because of some complications, so I'm a bit worn-out," he admits, feeling unnaturally pleased, questions about their days used to be pretty common in the house when Masaomi was younger, but as years had progressed, the questions became less and less frequent, with only Ukyo and himself bothering to ask their brothers about their day once in a while.
"I guess that as a doctor you really can't catch a break, keep up with the good work out there," she can't help but feel sympathy for the man - Masaomi obviously tried to be as present for his brothers as he could, especially the youngest, but with a job like his, it couldn't be easy.
It's...refreshing, Masaomi cannot help but think fondly, unknowingly surprising his brothers with the fondness that lightens his eyes.
For all of his kind heart and soft voice that wins over both children and parents on a daily basis, Masaomi Asahina is rarely one to show any less than perfectly controlled reactions - perhaps a consequence of his work.
"Are the three of you the only ones who are still up?" she asks, glancing at the news report on the screen, losing interest soon after, despite her best effort, nothing that was being said seemed any different than what had been said this morning.
Tsubaki shrugs his shoulders, passing a hand through already messy hair, "Those who have school are probably asleep, except Iori that is - that boy never stops studying, Kyo-nii went to bed early 'cause he has a big case to work on tomorrow, so did Azusa...I'm not sure about Kana-nii."
"It is pretty late," she says, yawning a bit against her will, "I'll probably go down in a few too, I was kind of curious to see if anybody was still up."
"Do you have class tomorrow?" Louis asks, tilting his head slightly. Hanako nods, nose wrinkling at the reminder of the entity called university, "Only in the afternoon," that's when an idea strikes her, "Maybe I could give Ema and Yuusuke a ride to school."
Tsubaki shakes his head, "Don't spoil Yuusuke too much now, besides I'm not sure he would even accept, since he doesn't want people at school to know him and Ema-chan live together, the brat."
"You should take your morning off to sleep," Masaomi adds, smiling softly, "If you're worried about Ema, don't be, Yuusuke will take good care of her on the way to school."
"Am I that obvious?" she asks, flinching a bit when a hand reaches to twirl a lock of hair out of her face, her gaze meets Louis' in slight surprise, "Uh, is something the matter?"
"No," the man says simply, "I like when you let it loose, it's so long too..." the man drifts off, fingers brushing softly out a few tangles. Hanako's whole face goes red, but she soon decides to enjoy the feeling instead, even moving over slightly to give the man better access.
It can't be that weird to let a family member play with one's hair so carefully after all.
"Oi Louis, you're pretty touchy aren't you?" the three give Tsubaki a flat, unimpressed stare, Louis not stopping his actions in the slightest and Masaomi sighing deeply, as if questioning his brother's sanity.
The older man, was he any less soft-spoken, might have even called the seiyuu a hypocrite, "So you say Tsubaki."
It takes everything within her not to make a sound when Louis' fingertips rub at the base of her scalp, slowly going down the full length of her hair, down to her elbows.
"I've been thinking about cutting it," she admits, unsure if the direction the conversation is going bores Masaomi or Tsubaki, "It's been a while."
"Let me do it," Louis says firmly, frowning when she asks for his salon's address so she can take an appointment, "I'm not going to make you pay, silly."
Hanako frowns, twisting so she can look at the gentle, friendly man, "Then I'm not letting you cut it," she doesn't think she's seen Louis this upset, and even his brothers laugh at the face he makes at her words, "I can't let you do me a favor like this without paying!"
"Louis does all of our hair," Masaomi says to appease his younger brother, Tsubaki almost falling off the couch when he tries to calm down his uneven breathing pattern, "He's even got a room in here for his hairstyling, I'm sure it would make him very happy to cut it for you."
"Still..." whatever she was about to say does not pass her lips, Louis's fingers running through the front pieces of her hair, untucking them from behind her ears, his voice sounding much closer when he says, "Denied."
Ha, like that would work - she had grown up with Ema who is the master of petty arguing, despite that baby face and layers of cuteness.
"Your denial of my refusal is denied," she says with a straight face, barely stumbling over her words, a laugh threatening to spill out of her, "Really, I couldn't accept an offer like that! I feel like I'm taking advantage of you."
Tsubaki's palm hits his thigh, tears sprouting from his eyes, "Seriously, you're so stubborn, I've never seen Louis so worked up over anything."
"You're hurting my feelings," Hanako whips comically around, the loosely curled strands that had been between Louis' fingers slipping from his hold and falling around her shoulders, "Don't you want me to cut it?"
"Of course I do," she assures, leaning over slightly in her panic, "But not if I can't pay you, it wouldn't be right-"
"Please? Masa-nii's right, it would make me very happy," he looks at her with those orchid-colored eyes of his, lips curling down just slightly - she's imagining this, isn't she? There is no way that the pleading look he gives her is real, no way.
"I..." she tries to avert her eyes, ultimately unable to do so because of the intensity of his gaze, "Okay, I guess if you're absolutely certain you don't mind...it's fine."
The face she pulls makes it seem like she just bit into a particularly juicy lemon, even as Louis' face brightens up, petting her head affectionately, like one rewards a dog for obedience, "I'm glad."
"You fell for that?!" Tsubaki might just forget to breathe, too busy laughing as Louis smiles serenely his way. Masaomi shakes his head, amused as well, "Calm down Tsubaki, you're being too loud...Well, I'll be off to bed, you guys don't stay up too late."
"I'll go with you, if I stay any longer, I might just fall asleep here," then again, who wouldn't with such careful attention being paid to them, "Goodnight, guys."