It's not far. [ translation: I have no idea. >.> As they head on that way, Touma ends up trying to open the handle with one hand and it doesn't end well for him. He sighs after one of boxes topple from the stack and, of course, it flies open and spills pieces everywhere. ]
...go on in. I don't think Sasha's home. [ Going to put what he has in hand on the coffee table before going back out in the hall to clean up backgammon and chess bits. ]