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[nohalation]

Who: FiN + visitors?
Where: FiN dorm!!
When: Day 288 afternoon

[Things are probably calming down now!! Right? Right?]

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[vitainmorte]

[ flusters a little, with a small smile, but does not make to enter before she's invited.

Also i guess Jason's out here too??? ]

Good evening... I hope I'm not interrupting anything, to have earned a greeting like that.

[scarvedforlife]

Only the casual advancement of science.

[ Looking at messy Jason then her... ]

... Am I interrupting?

[vitainmorte]

[ goes bright red immediately, a little mortified. ]

N-no! No, of course not.

[scarvedforlife]

Eeeh, don't worry, I won't tell. Though the front door is probably not the most private place.

[vitainmorte]

I-I'm not here for that!

[ DUMPS THE BAG IN HIS ARMS, looking definitely a bit more mortified by the teasing than she has before... ]

I just came to check on you all! Here's some snacks, I'll-- come back another time or something.

[scarvedforlife]

[ ??!? ]

Ah- eh- Cypress-?

[vitainmorte]

[ ... ah.

Her shoulders stiffen a little but she doesn't make to leave yet. ]

Yes?

[scarvedforlife]

Sorry. I went too far, huh?

[vitainmorte]

...

[ relaxes, with a sigh. ]

Sorry. I just-- ... I wouldn't...

[scarvedforlife]

I know Cypress isn't that kind of person.

Would you like to come in?

[vitainmorte]

...

[ gently. takes the bag back from him.

then offers it again, more politely. ]

N... no, I'm sorry, I probably should go.

[scarvedforlife]

Didn't you want to check on the others?

[vitainmorte]

Y-yes, but--

[ hesitates a long moment, head still bowed, and mumbles; ]

... also came to complain a little about being killed by Shark in the phone game so much.

[scarvedforlife]

[ ?? ]

There was a phone game... ?

[vitainmorte]

Ah... yeah, the one with the little astronauts...

[scarvedforlife]

--Eh?? You've been playing that too??

[vitainmorte]

I played it a couple of times but, ah... died first in almost every round.

[scarvedforlife]

[ He is laughing a bit. ]

Oh no, that's terrible luck. And it was my dear Shark-chan?

[vitainmorte]

Some of it, at least. Have you been playing, too?

[scarvedforlife]

I played a little while taking a break. It was pretty cute!

[vitainmorte]

Mm. It is.

[ a pause.

and. more embarrassed, but since she hasn't entered yet-- ]

I'm-- sorry about before. ... could I come in after all?

[scarvedforlife]

I've got some blame to take there, pushed too hard. Come on in.

[ Moving aside to let her in. ]

[vitainmorte]

N-no, you didn't do anything wrong. Really.

[ but gratefully enters ]

[scarvedforlife]

Oh I can be an absolutely terrible person even without meaning to be one.

[ Closing the door, walking her through snakepit hallway and in properly to FiN. ]

[vitainmorte]

[ following, but-- ]

No-- no, you weren't terrible at all.