*has been listening. He really shouldn't be eavesdropping, but he can't help himself, really. In his mind he owes it to both of them for messing things up without hope for repair...*

*and definitely flinching at Alfons's mention of being a figment of someone's dream.*

*...and...that's when the trashcan he's standing on so he can see inside the window gives out from under his feet and he hits the pavement. Ow.*