eito-rewind

[eito-rewind]

Pffft look at you referring to yourself in third person. What is Kyoshika’s nonsense rubbing off on you

He stares at the anon hologram. Maybe they didn't see or hear about what happened earlier.

"Hmm, I wonder. Maybe sometimes I just feel like being a silly little guy!"

Yep, that was cringey. Time to go crawl in a hole.

[eito-rewind]

Takumi casually walks into the scene, waving awkwardly but damn was he frustrated. "As nice as it is to see him having a good time, your current Takumi makes me want to rip my hair out. It's hard to believe I used to be just like that at the start."

@timeflcw

He snorts a little, chuckling a bit. He had a feeling he'd like this one.

"Eh... yeah. But, that's inexperience for you. I wouldn't say he's having 'fun'... I don't think any of us are, aside from the 'little moments', you know?"

How odd. For once, he actually felt quite relaxed around one of his alternates. They hadn't actually spoken much before, but from their comment and their vibe he felt that maybe this was the most similar Takumi to himself yet.

"Besides, I'm sure Aotsuki's antics are keeping his blood pressure plenty high. I know mine would be," Thinking back... Actually, he's pretty sure Eito DOES have high blood pressure.

"So, I'm guessing this means it's not your first or second time around, as well?"

[eito-rewind]

Now that you're in Eito's body does his cognitive defect affect you too? Do you see everyone as monsters now or does everyone still look normal?

"Hm... Not really. I'm not really sure how his whole... 'deal' works. Just that it's definitely not something physical. So, given where we come from and the fact that it was... Well. Either a 'glitch' or sabotage... it's either just a psychological thing on his end, or maybe it's tied to his cryptoglobin. That's just me guessing, though."

"But... That's not to say I'm not affected. We're in each others' head and in each others' blood, after all. It's more like... sometimes our senses and cognitions mix? I know for him now, if he really focuses on someone, he might be able to see them correctly. But not for long and it's not surefire.'"

"And... I haven't run into to too many people today. I think everyone's tired after last night. But for the few people I did run into, I did notice a little bit of... fuzziness, I guess? When they spoke or were in my line of sight. Kind of like static on the TV or radio."

[eito-rewind]

Uggggghhhhhh. Of course he would ask that. Of course.

That's fine. Usually, with Eito, when he learns the truth, that triggers a shift in his direction. It's what happens after that can go completely off the rails.

"Well... let's see..."

He wasn't sure how much this Takumi already knew. And while Eito may not have a problem with potentially accidentally sabotaging timelines that weren't his, Takumi certainly did.

" ... If he's anything like... well. Me," he says, finally, "He's... probably been living in a lot of fear. And with a lot of hatred. Because of his past, how he was treated... Most of how he sees the world is because of that, and humanity's history. And he's pretty stubborn about changing his mind on that."

Takumi didn't notice his own slip-up, there. But maybe, neither did the other.

"Ultimately... the thing that made me start to change, was learning the truth about our power, and this war."

He eyed the other Takumi, "How much do you... know, exactly. About our lives before the war? Back before the start of this?"

There was an edge and a sharpness to his voice that seemed a little... off. And of course, he was being much more cautious about his information than Eito was.

How are you feeling today, Eito? Everything going well in your timeline?

@teamleader-takumi

"Hm?"

Takumi - currently in control of Eito's body - heard a voice behind him. One that sounded all-too-familiar, yet alien to his ears all at once.

Ah, right. This was one of the other Takumis that Eito met the other day... Very strange to think about.

"Oh, other-Takumi-kun! I certainly wasn't expecting to see YOUR hideous face today!"

He dons a pleasant smile despite the insult, remembers to use his hands as he speaks... Really, he's known 'Eito' for so long now, it wasn't too hard to emulate. He remembers to let just a little exhaustion bleed in.

He delicately moves a gloved hand to his shoulder and winces - just a bit. He puts on a sheepish expression,"You have quite the timing, asking that question. We had quite an... arduous Defensive Battle, late last night. I'll admit, I'm still recovering."

It was a bit of a dangerous game, trying to deceive 'himself'. That, and the problem with Eito is he knows a lot of words. Sure, all the time loops had given Takumi plenty of time to exhaust the entire library at the Academy, but it still wasn't exactly second-nature to him. Ideally, his alter would interpret his pauses as exhaustion and not realize something's amiss.

[eito-rewind]

What do you think of the other Takumi?

"i... assume you're talking about the one in our current timeline, right? Not the... others that seem to be able to show up around here?"

He is of course referring to the multiple Takumis on Tumblr that they keep running into.

"I'm guessing that's what you mean, so that's what I'm gonna answer."

He shrugs, before continuing, oddly more intense than before.

"It's obvious that he's still really green; I expect this is only his second time through. Seeing him in battle, he still has a long way to go in terms of fully getting a handle on the power we received. His swordplay is sloppy, even if it impressed everyone there, and in general he's far too reckless with putting himself on the line. Yes, the Revive-O-Matic can help, but it's not a good habit to form, seeing as how many scenarios can leave you without it."

"Outside of battle... He needs to learn to make better use of his time. I'm not going to criticize his sleep habits - I'd be a hell of a hypocrite in that case - but there's so much more he could be doing with the rest of his Free Time. Getting intel, scouting for contacts, getting contingencies ready... Especially with Aotsuki having flipped the script, from his perspective. He even has the advantage of his time traveling still being a secret - even to Sirei. In my experience, that's a huge opportunity to be able to do some work in the background since you aren't getting questioned on every little thing... And to not have to deal with Sirei hanging over your shoulder, making sure you stay in line..."

He cuts himself off suddenly, realizing he'd actually been ranting, and is suddenly very embarrassed.

He coughs to clear his throat.

"A- anyways... I will say though... It's kind of nice, seeing him happy and having a good time with everyone, despite everything. He still has a lot of spirit in him... so... even If I don't have any expectations, I'm looking forward to seeing him grow and how things turn out..."

"Ugh... I sound like an old man when I say it like that..."

[eito-rewind]

Hey Takumi, can you tell us more about your thoughts on Eito and his actions in this new timeline?

"Well... Let's see... how do I put this..."

He brings one hand to his mouth, and glances off to the side as he thinks, a gesture far more recognizable as one of his own.

"I have to say... I was a bit surprised at his decision to go back and even try. So... frankly, I'm not sure what to think."

"But... I suppose that's... well. To be expected. It's Aotsuki; he's always one of the most unpredictable parts of any timeline. Friend, enemy, something... in-between, or more? Or entirely different. For someone who believed so hard in fate, his was hardly ever consistent."

Though trying to sound detached, there are hints of frustration and fondness in equal measure.

"All of the timelines I lived... most end up following certain patterns and cycles. Same for the things happening outside my control. Sometimes, things would line up in a way that gave me a chance to push in a new direction. But at the end of the day, Success or failure, it was all the same, and any chance to break them just ended in a new set of rules and patterns to learn. And then it starts again. Same game, slightly different script."

He sat in tentative silence.

"This is the first time I've seen this happen. So for now, I just have to watch and wait. See how it plays out. I'm not going to let myself hope for a miracle at this point; too much of that, and you'll be too crushed by despair to keep moving forward."

Bitter words from personal experience.

"But I want to see where Aotsuki - and that supernatural luck of his - takes us. Maybe luck was what's been missing. Maybe, I just end up starting over again. The only way to find out is to see it through."

"That's how I feel."

[eito-rewind]

How are you feeling today, Eito? Everything going well in your timeline?

@teamleader-takumi

"Hm?"

Takumi - currently in control of Eito's body - heard a voice behind him. One that sounded all-too-familiar, yet alien to his ears all at once.

Ah, right. This was one of the other Takumis that Eito met the other day... Very strange to think about.

"Oh, other-Takumi-kun! I certainly wasn't expecting to see YOUR hideous face today!"

He dons a pleasant smile despite the insult, remembers to use his hands as he speaks... Really, he's known 'Eito' for so long now, it wasn't too hard to emulate. He remembers to let just a little exhaustion bleed in.

He delicately moves a gloved hand to his shoulder and winces - just a bit. He puts on a sheepish expression,"You have quite the timing, asking that question. We had quite an... arduous Defensive Battle, late last night. I'll admit, I'm still recovering."

It was a bit of a dangerous game, trying to deceive 'himself'. That, and the problem with Eito is he knows a lot of words. Sure, all the time loops had given Takumi plenty of time to exhaust the entire library at the Academy, but it still wasn't exactly second-nature to him. Ideally, his alter would interpret his pauses as exhaustion and not realize something's amiss.

[eito-rewind]

Awww the corgi puppy liked you

"I'm assuming this was meant for Aotsuki. But... Yeah, not sure if you noticed, but the guy's a bit of a clean freak."

Takumi motions his hand in a circle, drawing attention to the pristine, white room around them.

"Like, I don't think he hates animals. In the past, he seemed to enjoy watching them from a distance when we were out on expeditions."

He closes his eyes and tilts his head slightly, thinking back.

" I think... I faintly remember one time, way back in my first timeline, he and Ginzaki were trying to get a bird to eat out of their hands?"

He smiles very faintly at the memory.

He sighs.

"Yeah... anyways, I think he just doesn't like the mess or the smells, he's weird like that. I think if he ever ended up having a pet, it'd have to be something like... Easy to clean up after, or like. Contain-able."

"So... yeah. Dogs and cats are probably a no-go for that reason."

Takumi smiles very slightly again,

"Me, though? I thought that little guy was pretty cute. Wouldn't have minded him staying a little longer... Though I'd rather not sit through Aotsuki deep-cleaning the bathroom again..."

[eito-rewind]

DAY 15 EVENT - A TEMPORARY REPRIEVE

*pant* *pant* *pant*

Eito stumbles back into his room and beelines for his shower, exhausted, despite the beams of morning sunlight beginning to gently warm the grounds of Last Defense Academy.

He turned it on, and after tenderly shedding his clothes to avoid agitating fresh injuries, immediately submerged himself in the gently cascading water, steam filling the pristine bathroom as he feverishly washed away the filth that had accumulated and gently massaged his sore muscles.

A Defensive Battle had initiated during the night, perhaps around 3AM, over twice as many Invaders as usual. And with at least some of their ranks still reticent to fight - the twins being the primary holdouts, as expected - it made the ordeal that much more grueling.

He knew things were going to diverge; every choice had its consequences, major or minor. Whether this was because of Second-to-Last no longer being occupied to divert attention, or retaliation for Eito's direct attack on one of their bases... Either way, this was the result of his actions.

And he couldn't help but reminisce about Takumi; his Takumi. The boy who would let his body, heart, and soul be ripped to shreds and woven back together into infinity if it meant protecting all of them, who had been his dearest friend and mortal enemy, a savior or the herald of oblivion if it was what would forge the path forward.

Someone who was now part of him, forever, and yet, he's never felt so far from.

Forcing himself from that gentle, comforting warmth of the shower and into the cold bathroom, Eito dried himself off and began his post-shower routine. Soreness aside, the shower had done good for his physical exhaustion.

But his mind felt fuzzy and tired. Perhaps he'd been overworking himself? And the current Takumi-kun had finally cornered him to demand answers... He had that to contend with tomorrow...

His mind felt a million places at once. But he refused to take it easy. Not for one second.

[You should really rest...]

A shiver runs down Eito's spine... He... Hadn't heard anyone speak, couldn't understand any of the words, but the dull ache in his ears that he experiences when subjected to human speech suggests otherwise. And, the flutter in his chest...

He shakes his head, exorcising those wandering thoughts. He had plans and preparations to make, exhaustion be damned. It may still be early in the 100 days, but every second counted.

[Aotsuki... come on, man.]

He felt dizzy as he exited the bathroom, steadying himself on the table by the door. By chance, he glanced at himself in the mirror...

Were those... his eyes...?

A new wave of dizziness, overpowering, hit him. He felt his knees weaken beneath him, slowly lowering himself to the ground as he clutched his spinning head, breathing heavily.

There was no pain, just that spinning, spinning. His mind clouding, growing fuzzy, and slowly consumed by what felt like the overwhelming urge to give in to sleep...

He couldn't hold on.

He slumped forward, gently, breathing deeply and slowly. One minute, two minutes, ten minutes. Time didn't mean anything in this state.

His eyelids began to flutter open. He shakily got to his feet, awkwardly. Like he wasn't used to his own limbs. He took another look at himself in the mirror... testing some facial expressions. Making sure they looked right. A normal habit of his, after a point. But in this case, he had to make sure it looked right on Eito.

Takumi sighed softly, seemingly satisfied that he'd likely be able to carry out Aotsuki's day without raising too many alarm bells. The guy needed to give his mind a break or he'd burn himself out before the halfway point. It was just unfortunate that he had to be forced.

He glances at the anon receiver. Ah. Yes. Somehow, those beings seem to always know what's going on.

"Sorry if I... Freaked everyone out. I'll be handling everything for Aotsuki today. Feel free to ask me anything and get it out of your system before he wakes up tomorrow."

With that straightforward greeting, he briskly walked off to take care of Eito's business for the day.

[eito-rewind]

[A fair point, and one I've taken into consideration. But even if I completely prioritize dealing with the immediate problems, there's still an element of chance at play that can - and has, repeatedly - completely derail everything I'd worked towards.]

[And besides, if you don't plant a seed, it doesn't grow. So at least some work needs to go towards those stretch goals.]

[At any rate, forcing my way forward with conviction or desperation alone didn't really play out so well. So, I've just changed my approach. Experiment with my choices, see what happens, do it as many times as needed to figure out patterns and variations in both in how my decisions affected the loop, and how those outside factors changed things. I can't see the future, but if I started recognizing certain patterns in regards to what I couldn't control, I'd better know how to act - or react - to put things back on a favorable course. And if I saw too many red flags...]

[Well, that's where doing my best to make sure the survivors are at least as safe as possible comes in.]

A bit of silence, before continuing.

[I've come so, so close. So many times. I know that success is in sight, but if I get too hopeful or optimistic, that's when I get lax and slip up. So better to keep my expectations to a minimum and stay on my toes.]

-

"What can I say? Whether it's me or another Eito, I think that's one thing that's the same. I'm a pretty stubborn person by my nature," he replied, "Believe me. It takes... well. It took some pretty world-shattering revelations for me to decide to try to change."

He wasn't sure how much this Takumi knew about their overall situation, and their origins. And wasn't certain that he'd be able to handle it right now if he didn't.

Maybe... best to avoid that. And dodge around that particular revelation, if pressed.

"This... might be wrong of me to say. But I kind of envy that... Well, despite everything, your Eito stuck around. Or, rather, that h'es made it clear he's still around despite everything," He slumped forward a bit where he was sitting, resting his elbows on his knees as he looked downward. He realized how insensitive he was being but wanted to be honest, even if he was a bit ashamed "I know Takumi is still... In here, with me, somewhere."

He brought one hand to his chest as emphasis.

"I still see his memories when I dream, and... I think sometimes, my cognitive distortion is lessened, if I really focus on someone. I'm by no means an expert, but surely that means that he'd have to still exist in some capacity for either of those things to be possible, no?"

Some genuine frustration became audible, "But... I haven't seen or heard anything from him. Not since shortly after Kirifuji and I buried him."

Eito...? What are you-

//he isn't sure if this is his Eito or not

@scythe-and-sword

Ah! Takumi-kun! To what do I owe this pleasure...? Was there something you needed from me?

[He also isn't sure if this is his current Takumi]

[His tone is friendly, and even. Similar to the affect he put on in the original hundred days.]

[But under that, he's nervous.]

[Takumi is one of the very last people he wants to deal with right now, especially in light of recent events.]

I'm... more than happy to hear you out. Though, if it's going to be anything strenuous or might take a while... I might need to get back to you on that.

[His hand raises and lightly clutches his chest.]

[A vulnerable, pained gesture. Made for sympathy.]

I'm... still recovering from the other day. I dread to think what might have happened had you and the others not stepped in when you did to rescue me from that Commander...!

[He lies as easily as he breathes.]

[But funnily enough, there's a grain of truth to it.]

[A shift in expression]

[His eyes lock on to Takumi's, and quickly dart about his features.]

[Neck, hands, posture.]

[He relaxes slightly]

[He seems to have realized his mistake.]

Actually... are you, perhaps...?

[eito-rewind]

Wiwiwi :3

. . .

Wiwiwi?

[He doesn't get it.]

[He goes back to cleaning his bathroom.]

[The door to his room's been mostly salvaged, so hopefully something else doesn't bust it down.]

[eito-rewind]

I'm not like the others. Ooohh I'm REAALLY not like the others! I'm NOT human! I'm just so glad there's one of you.. 'students' who can see what I do! Hehe!~ :3 Hahaa! Im ALSO not really a juuusst hologram! But my doctor suggested a pure no magic diet for the week.. -VA

Well, more's the pity. It lessens the chance that you'll die by my hand. But, seeing as I've cut down plenty of 'Invaders', perhaps I can make a special exception for you.

But please understand I don't enjoy violence for its' own sake. Cold-blooded murder just so happens to be a very effective way of dealing with certain vermin when they become too bothersome.

That said, there are some occasions I genuinely relish in the task.

I suppose you could liken it to an artist or writer that derives primary enjoyment from the fact that they created something, rather than the process itself. Not to say the process itself isn't enjoyable, moreso that the reward is in the results.

[This guy was a serial killer in his backstory and it shows.]

[eito-rewind]

Well then, that certainly got a reaction out of him.

Eito knew it would. After all, his feelings were the same. How many times had he imagined wrapping pale fingers around that rotting neck, as he scratched and struggled in vain; melodious pleas silenced by tightening noose, eyes bulging like ripened fruits ready to be plucked from Eden's tree? The dance of blades in the ballroom of war, back and forth in flawless cadence; the final curtain falling as the blade of his scythe buries itself in heaving chest, heart and lungs exposed in brilliant bouquet, his and his alone, tracing morning glories that trailed and bloomed on that decaying, monstrous form.

His to slay, his to claim.

Takumi's burned and broken body cradled softly in his and Kirifuji's arms, gasping and gaping in the throes of what was sure to be a slow and miserable death. She tenderly claimed his hand and gently kissed his calloused palm uttering goodbyes despite his hearing being long gone; Eito himself cupping his cheek, delicately tracing those same imagined morning glories as he drove his blade into his chest. Relieving him of his suffering.

In the end, he felt his own heart was carved out and burned in the process, but from those ashes rose a second chance and new purpose.

He carefully watched his shadow writhing on the ground, mentally and physically prepared to fight back, should this creature lost in the passion of his fury use his newfound freedom to strike.

He said nothing as he dropped to one knee in front of the young man writhing on the ground before him.

"For all your criticizing of me, of having been 'tainted' by Takumi's presence... Pieces of you have been dyed by his touch, as well," Eito says in a mad whisper, "Am I wrong?"

Things felt a bit strange, a bit different. The cage and courtyard were the same as Eito would expect, but everything felt more... illusive, less tangible.

A dream.

And yet, despite this clearly existing only in mindspace, something felt unique about this dream. Actions were dictated not by the impulses of a mind sorting the assortment of stimuli and memories of the day before, but by will and full consciousness alone. But a lucid dream this was not; it was something far more tangible.

More importantly, Eito's will and mind was not the only one occupying this space.

-clink!-... -clink!-... -clink!-...

Absentminded rapping of long, gloved fingers on the other side of the bars, identical to his own in every way. An annoyed sigh, a slight furrowing of the brow, violet eyes unfocused as if thinking of something far away. But all indistinguishable from his own, minus some healing injuries. A mirror image, in every way.

The doppelganger's eyes gaze sharpened as they settled on the Eito within the cage. His hand withdrew, and rested at his side while the other reached up to adjust his glasses. A bitter expression settled on his features.

"Hah... Well, this definitely has to be some kind of nightmare," he rationalized, before looking at his self in the cage with equal parts disdain and pity, "It's a disgraceful sight and state of being. I can't say I miss it at all."

@eito-rewind

Even in his dreams, Eito can't escape this stupid cage. And now he's stuck looking at a version of himself living just outside it. This must be a kind of Limbo. A teaching of lessons from his own mouth. A better life just out of reach. A trick of the mind to force him to accept defeat. He won't submit that easily, not even to an alternate self floating around in his own head.

"Have you been in here before?" Eito inquires to his alternate. "Is that why it pains you even when you live outside of it now? If you've come here only to pity me, I don't need a pat on the back from my own hand. I'm getting by just fine despite my circumstances."

[eito-rewind]

I KNOW WHAT YOU AAAAAREEEEEEE!~ HI! heellooo! Can I see that scythe? WOW what a weapon HUH? Talk about violence! You get it dont you? Surely you do! Probably.. maaybe.. PhuHuhuhuHuh!~ -VA

[Eito was in the middle of deep-cleaning his quarters, removing any speck of dog hair and trace of the accompanying smell.]

[At present, he was furiously scrubbing his loveseat, sniffing occasionally and making a sour face when he could still smell the dog.]

[Suddenly, a red Anon hologram appeared in the room, shouting behind him about violence, startling him out of his focused state and almost making him choke on the piece of hard candy he decided to indulge in.]

AGH- -haaaaac- -COUGH!- -cough-

[Agh, I heard about this guy.]

[Haven't there been enough clowns today?]

Excuse me, what exactly are you implying here? Are you asking to watch me train, or...?

[He eyes VA suspiciously]

[He seems to realize that this is no ordinary anon...]

Or... you "know" what I am, do you?...

[A deranged grin spreads across Eito's face.]

Ah, I see. So you're aware, then, of my fathomless hatred of humanity? Loathsome worms undeserving of the filth they writhe in? That desire to see every single one of you, cursed eyes or no, choking on your own blood, begging for clemency in the moments of your final judgement?

[He flips like a switch]

As much as I'd love to, I made a promise. I'm playing nice for now, until I've accomplished his goals. At least until we accomplish that "Golden Ending", my plans to violently disembowel the repugnant humans who orchestrated this whole farce are going to have to wait.

[This guy is such a freak, I swear.]

[eito-rewind]

Takumi approaches Eito with a box of pride pins. He isn't quite sure if he'd take one, but it was worth a shot. "Hey, Eito. Do you want one of these? I made them for everybody."

@timeflcw

[Eito is checking on the dog in the bathroom while waiting for Kurara to get back to him, when he is surprised by the new visitor that entered through the open, busted door.]

Oh! ... Another Takumi?...

[Huh, kinda look good with the longer hair. Not that I can really do anything about it.]

[Piercings are nice too, don't know if I could pull it off, though.]

[Eito smiles at the newcomer.]

Well, as loathe as I am to touch anything your filthy, disgusting hands have made... I'd be a pretty awful host to refuse a handmade gift. Thank you, Takumi-kun!

[He picks out a demisexual pin, and...]

[...]

[Sneakily also removes transgender and bisexual pins as well.]

[Not for himself.]

[But someone he knew.]

[After waving the third Takumi he's met in this strange space off and sanitizing his new possessions, he places the latter two pins in his desk drawer for safekeeping.]

[He glances at the other pin. He wasn't really planning on wearing it, but...]

[Oh, you're joking.]

[Sigh.]

[He seems to be feeling a bit whimsical, maybe because he's snapped from all the clownery today.]

[That's not where it goes.]

[eito-rewind]

[Good, don't make a habit of it.]

[And I don't care, that's a lot of letters in an order that doesn't make sense and I refuse to move my stance on it.]

[Now get the hell out of my brackets, this is my gimmick as a detached, body-less observer. Shoo. Shoo.]

You. Make rats. I'm not quite sure if I want to know what that could possibly mean, but I am going to assume for my own sake you mean you're supplying the rats.

[So you're going to ignore all the stuff about a snake somehow stealing computer data?]

[Sigh.]

Well... Seems relatively simple enough, and I'm sure the library or Gift-O-Matic has books regarding reptile care; I'll have to take a look.

Anyways... I'm sure your Eito is looking for Jorm as well. I'll need a bit of time to get everything I need, but please do let me know if you need me to keep an eye on him!

I also need some time to fix that door...

🐍: 😢

aw, Jorm, are you sad to leave your uncle/step dad? do you want shared custody?

@eito-rewind i think he likes you

[eito-rewind]

A corgi puppy wanders into his room

[Eito is in the process of attempting to fix the door to his quarters, which Darumi had previously somehow busted during the snake incident.]

[While fiddling with the hinges with the door slightly ajar, a puppy wanders into the room]

[He immediately notices Dog Smell and jumps into action.]

Oh! No, nononono- dontsheddontpeedontdoanything

[He scrambles to his feet to prevent the energetic little puppy from investigating too thoroughly.]

[It already jumped on the sofa]

[He scoops it up, holding it as far away from his person as possible, before quarantining it to the bathroom where he'll more easily be able to clean up any Dog Residue it may leave.]

[It's just a dog, man. Dogs are cute.]

@thegreatestoosuzuki I'm sorry to disturb you, Oosuzuki-san, but I heard this little one might be yours... Would you please come retrieve it as soon as possible?

[He'd really like it out of his room.]

[I think it's cute.]