[Aqua's perfectly willing to take on some kitchen duty this time. He's not an amazing cook, but he can make green tea and some simple, easy-to-digest side dishes of rice, soup, and vegetables. He's quiet as he works, the look on his face a distant one.
There aren't so many people to cook for anymore, though. Soon enough, he finds a seat in the dining room, where he picks at his food a bit and mostly watches the others. He'll gently approach anyone who seems particularly in need of attention.]
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There aren't so many people to cook for anymore, though. Soon enough, he finds a seat in the dining room, where he picks at his food a bit and mostly watches the others. He'll gently approach anyone who seems particularly in need of attention.]
Can I get you anything?