[Saito releases a long, pensive hum under his breath, feigning hesitation for a short moment.]

Nothing in particular. Just wanted to talk, like we used to during our family bonding times. Remember that time you even fell asleep on my lap? [Cue the sneering snort.] I could have killed you right there. But, much to my own surprise, I managed to hold back somehow.

[Maybe part of him misses having someone around to bicker with — the closest thing he can ever have that resembles a normal relationship. Or maybe he misses getting under her skin and making her life utterly miserable.

Who knows.]