[Wow, he's totally fine idk what you're talking about. He follows in after Akira, kicking off his own shoes and placing them neatly by the door. He'll make a b-line for the nearest armchair, slump into it with that his staff laid across his lap. Oh man, he's so glad to be home.]

Huh? Oh sure- [He glances at his phone to see the time] I think it's late enough for an early breakfast. Pancakes or Omelets?

[Just...yeah, give him a moment to catch his breath and die a little over here.]

Sorta? I actually got this student notebook with my stuff- it had instructions on how to make it work. [Handy really, because how else would you think to use a flip-phone for magic] Though I have been getting memories from running into stuff in the fog.