[Whether or not it was wise to do so, Fubuki followed Chikusa behind the counter and into the break room without question. It wasn't lavish, but he hadn't expected it to be, either. So long as they had a place to sit comfortably and talk without being interrupted, that was all that mattered.]

I think we are? That's why I came here, isn't it?

[He promptly took a seat and set his plant down on the table before him, short legs swinging idly back and forth.]

I think I remember talking about organizing a game of Command Tower. [He was reluctant to call it practice. That sounded so tedious.] And we were going to talk about a headquarters where we can all meet, too.