Sora snorts as Nakahiro speaks. He's leaning slightly back in his desk, biting the eraser of his pencil as he eyes his sketch, one headphone out of his ear.

"In other words, you're simply hopelessly incompetent at helping anyone Nakahiro-san, and enjoy spreading the misery you feel about this to others."

He whistles as he begins to sketch a line. "...I apologize for my previous statement. It was rather rude."