[Instead of texting back, Avdol just yells from his room,] Give me some credit here, Kakyoin! Chore wheel, honestly.

[There's a little thumping and thudding as he gets ready, maybe the sound of at least one chicken nearly getting stood on and protesting very loudly, and then he knocks politely on Kakyoin's door. I mean, it doesn't take him long to get ready when he pretty much always has his hair done.]

When you're reeeeaaady! I'm pretty sure Polnareff's alright for supplies; I already asked him if he wanted anything in particular. So it really is just you stuck with me, not even the girls.