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[flashpointed]

[ He sighs, and with it goes the last bit of his frustrated energy. The kid cares, and he's trying. That's more than a lot of adults can say. ]

You'll think about it next time. That's what matters.

[ Lecture complete, and Umemiya apparently unharmed besides some scrapes and bruises, Roy returns to his coat pockets to fish around for his car keys. ]

You need a ride? I'll drop you somewhere.

[fromsprouts]

[Does he want to go back to the school or just home? Or elsewhere completely?]

Cafe Pothos? A late night meal might hit the spot. You'd be welcome to join me.

[flashpointed]

[ He checks his watch, and does a mental calculation of some kind. ]

Fine. [ sound more enthused about it, mustang... He turns, gesturing for Umemiya to follow. ] Let's go. It'll be my treat.

[ well, that's something, at least ]

[fromsprouts]

Mm, omelette rice.

[Don't worry, he's not going to bankrupt Roy with his meal, even if he has the appetite of a teenage boy. Honestly, he's just glad for the opportunity to spend more time, following close on Roy's heels.]

Thank you.