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[ . . . . he frowns and sips on his water bottle. he knows takeru's right! but. he still wishes he could stop some of it when he knows it bothers him]

... I guess...

[stop pouting you fool]

[ ... he just rolls his eyes. ]

I'll be fine. As long as people are waving around the actual thing, a few comments aren't that bad.

[ like. he will still react and get mad, but it won't be anywhere near as bad as

actual gun ]

[ . . . . mineo refrains from shifting like he wants to, knowing exactly what's still strapped to his hip. at least he's theoretically the only person around with a gun now?]

Fair enough. I'll drop it then.

... I don't know what else to talk about. [well at least he's honest] Kinda weird to have at least one confirmed, huh.

It took us long enough.

[ just thank god they got someone ]

You can go talk to your friends though.

[ ? ]

I guess I can?

[but he doesn't hate talking to takeru either]

Do you want me to go?

You said you don't have anything else to talk about.

[ . . . shrugs.]

I mean, we both used to just hang out at the office, right...

[he's at least comfortable with companionable silence with takeru]

Mm.

[ he'll pull out his phone to click through it then ]

[mineo will also do the same thing, just slumping over the conference room table because he's fucking tired. so tired.

though as he does think of something a couple of minutes later, he'll look over to takeru - ]

By the way, how'd you check out which items belonged to which Avatar? I gotta solve the mystery of Ashiya-san's rose now.

Hm?

Oh, we worked as a group and each took pictures of the items, and then we just asked them. Even if you choose the wrong Avatar, they'll give you a hint.