Heh. Couldn't tell you for sure, I've only got vague feelings. But it's not impossible.

[God help him, indeed.

Rean's not going to complain that Crow's not noticing. Really, the last thing he wants right now is to unload all of that pent-up anxiety on Crow, so it's for the best if he doesn't.

He's keeping a close eye on that flickering, but he's definitely not as close to a full-scale meltdown as he was scant minutes ago.]

I want Pachinko to live a long and happy life, not one shortened by special occasion bacon grease. Sue me.