[ Elan hasn't had much of anything to call his own for a long time. Or maybe ever. There's not a lot to think about when it comes to life beforehand. Life where he wasn't someone else's tool or puppet. But he's here now; he has Hiyori. He has his little apartment. He's... surviving. Thriving, even. So it's enough.

He sighs, sounding a little long-suffering. ]

...I think one of you is enough of a handful, honestly.

[ He's teasing. Probably. ]

Although at least the one on TV isn't going to try and cause problems.