The little things kill him, like cutting out coupons or nicking loose threads on jacket sleeves. They are trivial, like answering the phone in the morning or pulling on socks.

It.

Just.

Bothers.

Him.

Perhaps he's a little too impatient, tapping his foot as Touya takes his sweet time at the vidphone in those dreadful Pokemon centers. Talking away with others when they could be moving ahead is wasteful and useless.

After all, they had their whole childhood to be together. It's N's turn, and maybe he doesn't like it when Cheren takes a little too long to hang up.