[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.]
[It's definitely a small gesture - but he's certainly very touched, the gloomy aura around him diminishing. Not quite relaxed, but hey, it's getting somewhere.]
The design...? Ya think it was planned that far in advance?
[Mmmm. He does not like the sound of that. The next part, though.]
Uh. [And like it knows it, his stomach growls.] Oh. Sorry. I just forgot to eat, so...yeah.
[Tiny steps in the right direction...! Sakyou's expression is still soft, but he does frown a little at that.]
Do you not think so? They seem far too prepared for it to be anything but.
[Again, might be his paranoia talking, but...
--Oop, there goes Mandricardo's stomach.]
Most people tend to forget that sort of thing in situations like this. [Said with a little quirk of a smile. That's where he comes in!! To aggressively motherhen everyone into remembering to eat.] Do you have a preference for food?
[SOMETIMES YOU JUST NEED CLUES AND YOU HAVE NOTHING, ONLY AN EMPTY STOMACH!!
But he'll just gently wave the offer off.]
It's fine, don't worry yourself. [He can do this much!! But he'll mosey off to go get some STUFF... And return with a couple cups of tea, along with some, like. Neutral breakfast foods. Rice or porridge or something easy to digest, along with some extras. More fruit for Mandricardo, his strawberries can live again.
He'll set the tray down between the two of them, gently placing one of the cups before Mandricardo before sitting down, too.]
[YEAH HOW ELSE IS HE GOING TO MOM EVERYONE IF HE DOESN'T HAVE HIS OWN SHIT AT LEAST PARTIALLY TOGETHER!!
This poor, sad introvert though, damn. Trial is going to be a hell. He'll just nod along as Mandricardo talks though, lacking any judgment for his introvert-y limits.]
That's a good idea. I'll do the same. Perhaps we can reconvene at a later point in the day to share what it is we've learned or found to that point...
[Too bad it's gonna be NOTHIN'. Or, like, mostly nothin'.]
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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?
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The design...? Ya think it was planned that far in advance?
[Mmmm. He does not like the sound of that. The next part, though.]
Uh. [And like it knows it, his stomach growls.] Oh. Sorry. I just forgot to eat, so...yeah.
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Do you not think so? They seem far too prepared for it to be anything but.
[Again, might be his paranoia talking, but...
--Oop, there goes Mandricardo's stomach.]
Most people tend to forget that sort of thing in situations like this. [Said with a little quirk of a smile. That's where he comes in!! To aggressively motherhen everyone into remembering to eat.] Do you have a preference for food?
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[Just what kind of power could they have, to hold this place in such a terrifying thrall.]
...Uh. Yeah. [He's embarrassed! Looking away.] No big preference, really. I just eat what I can.
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[THAT'S A TOMORROW PROBLEM, SAYS SAKYOU IN THE MOST ELEGANT WAY POSSIBLE.
But he'll nod a little then, making a sweeping gesture over toward one of the tables! One off toward the side, for Mandricardo's social anxieties...]
Wait a moment then, and I'll fetch us something.
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[Darn mysteries! Needing CLUES to be solved! Ugh!]
You sure...? I mean, I could help...
[But obedient, he awkwardly nods his head and goes over to the table to take a seat.]
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But he'll just gently wave the offer off.]
It's fine, don't worry yourself. [He can do this much!! But he'll mosey off to go get some STUFF... And return with a couple cups of tea, along with some, like. Neutral breakfast foods. Rice or porridge or something easy to digest, along with some extras. More fruit for Mandricardo, his strawberries can live again.
He'll set the tray down between the two of them, gently placing one of the cups before Mandricardo before sitting down, too.]
I hope this will suffice.
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Oh, that's...more than enough.
[And a little nod of his head, before he reaches for one of the bowls of porridge.]
Thank you, Sakyou. I really appreciate it.
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His head inclines forward a little though, as he takes some of the rice for himself.]
Of course, it's the very least I can do. If one doesn't eat properly, it's much harder to face a difficult day.
[AND BOY... DIFFICULT DAY(S) AHEAD.]
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[He eats some of the porridge. It's nice to ground one's self, even with breakfast foods.]
Yeah. I think I'll...try to gather information where I can, before I reach my limit as an introvert...try to figure stuff out.
[He can only talk to so many people during one day, after all!!]
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This poor, sad introvert though, damn. Trial is going to be a hell. He'll just nod along as Mandricardo talks though, lacking any judgment for his introvert-y limits.]
That's a good idea. I'll do the same. Perhaps we can reconvene at a later point in the day to share what it is we've learned or found to that point...
[Too bad it's gonna be NOTHIN'. Or, like, mostly nothin'.]
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...Sounds like a plan. [A nod!] We just need to, like, brainstorm.
[A huff.]
I kinda wish things just kept going like they did. Now everything is upside down. Just one big mess.