[Komaeda offers a small, affirmative hum, his expression softening further at the sight of Basil relaxing. It makes him happy that this kid can have some reprieve, that he, too, can find little ways to find joy and comfort in this place. Ryslig isn't perfect, but there's a lot of good here that people don't realize.

After finishing off his own tea, Komaeda pushes himself up from the kotatsu.]

Alright, well, you make yourself comfortable, then. I might do some reading, or some cleaning... If you need anything, just call alright?

[When he gets to cleaning, he'll manage to be as quiet as possible—and eventually, if he passes by Basil asleep under the kotatsu, he'll bring a blanket over to cover up his shoulders so that he doesn't get cold.]