Zain managed to stay away for more than thirty minutes, but barely so. He flipped through the tv channels, never staying in the same place for more than a minute. By the time he'd passed every channel three times, he realized something was seriously long. He couldn't concentrate on doing nothing. That was a new one for him. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a beer before going to his study and leaning against the doorway as he watched Miki.

"You're making progress," he observed as he took a drink. "I should keep someone like you around."