"There's always another day," Nanami says. There will be another day and another one after that, god damn it. He follows after Haibara and stands behind him in the bathroom. His hands rest over Haibara's shoulders and upper arms, as he kisses down Haibara's neck and shoulder. He breathes Haibara in, Haibara and some general scent of Folkmore. His sense of smell hasn't been enhanced here.