[Just a little nod! He's trying to convey a little reassurance in fewer words, letting Mandricardo know he doesn't have to gloomy vibe or stress about it alone. He pulls his hand back after, folding them together again in a neat, sweeping gesture.]
Yes, we are. I'm certain it's part of the design of this place.
[Or maybe that's his paranoia talking! Either way. Once they get to he cafeteria, he'll step forward.]
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Yes, we are. I'm certain it's part of the design of this place.
[Or maybe that's his paranoia talking! Either way. Once they get to he cafeteria, he'll step forward.]
Food - do you think you can stomach something?