[ Nigel does as he's told, the door shutting behind him with a quiet latching sound. When he comes to stand at the foot of the bed, he goes to place the shoes that he's brought her beside her feet on top of the sheets, but doesn't put them down fully. Just holds them expectantly an inch or so from the bed, looking at Saya intently to gauge her approval or disapproval.
➝ while you were building your empires i was still sleeping
He knew how endlessly tidy she could be. ]
Hello, Saya, [ he says. ]