Eichi feels like after the seventh hectic ambulance ride in which you're ferried to the hospital before you literally die (and he's pretty sure he's technically died at least once -- there's definitely a joke in there about not having a soul), you lose all ability to take things seriously, and life is just one long string of casual conversations over tea while the planet burns.

Like, not that Eichi wouldn't try to stop it, but he's not going to not enjoy his tea just because of the chaos, you know? For his part, Mayoi's particular brand of chaos is -- not too weird, honestly. Ritsu says incredibly strange things all the time, so it's really just a matter of exponential weirdness mixed with Mayoi's specific brand of social terror.

Which Eichi cannot relate to at all, but.

"Oh! Yes," Eichi says. "I'm told there's housing available, should we desire it! I'm afraid this isn't a circumstance where I can simply use my family's money to ensure a safe place to live, so I'm quite at the mercy of your expertise when it comes to making sure an area is properly scouted."