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[ Oh, so it's like that. Maika's expression softens for a moment at the familiarity and the ache. It's fine. No one's here to see her this time. ]

Good luck trying to shake her, once she's imprinted on you like that.

[ Kids, man.

It's entirely Kainé's fault that she's thinking about Kippa still as she loads everything onto a little dorm room whiteboard that's become an improvised tray. A one-armed woman can carry a surprising amount of food if she's stubborn enough about it. She makes her way to Kainé's room first, giving a cursory knock in case of Kurumi before shouldering her way in. ]

Yell if you're in here. I want to make sure you don't miss me eating all these dumplings right in front of you.