Albel returned the shrug, not in the least bit enlightened by Lavi's babbling, as usual. But it appeared Lavi was giving up, and they were both exhausted. The redhead's yawn brought on an answering one from himself, and he covered his mouth with his hand.
"Well, I say we get back to this tomorrow," he muttered, mostly to himself. "My brain is completely fried." He glanced at Lavi. "Sleep well, Lavi," he murmured, before turning and heading towards 'his' bedroom.