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[bufudyne]

Ah.

[Yusuke turns his head to look over one shoulder. His sketchbook is ever-present in the bag over his shoulder, but he's not sketching today, just gazing out at the unnerving water. He totally lost track of time, how long has it been...]

Yes, that's right. Arisato. [He smiles.] Thank you for your assistance last time.

[he found his friend thanks to u minato]

[messianic]

[Oh...!]

You found Akira-san, then?

[That's definitely good news, and Minato comes closer to properly have this conversation. He's curious to know!!]

[bufudyne]

Yes. I was fortunate to find him shortly after we spoke.

[He turns to face him properly rather than stare in artistic melancholy outward.]

How have you found it? Settling in here?

[messianic]

Hm... it's not so bad, I think.

[But also like. Look at the other option for Minato...]

It's been interesting getting to know everyone, at least. There are a lot of very interesting people here.

[bufudyne]

Yes. There truly are.

[His hand lifts to cradle at his chin.]

I've had the good fortune to meet interesting people myself back home, but... those here bring very new perspectives.

[Different worlds and shit. Did you hear about giant robots, Minato? He did.]

[messianic]

[He has not yet heard about the giant robots, but troll magic and homestucks happened, at least.]

Right? I think so too.

[A shake of his head, and:]

Have you been settling in okay too then?

[bufudyne]

I do not yet feel settled here... but I believe I could be doing worse.

[Yeah, others are certainly more stirred up than Yusuke.]

I am glad to see, however, that colour is possible to come back here. If only in small manners thus far.

[messianic]

Me too... it makes me feel more certain that that's what we're here for, too.

[Now that they've seen it like.

Actually happen.]

[bufudyne]

I was thinking the same.

[He actually like... perks up, brightening. But then he just as quickly sobers, his eyebrows furrowing.]

Though on the other hand, I need to return home. It is rather troubling; I should focus on returning rather than bringing back the colour here.

[But he very obviously wants to do just that...]

[messianic]

[... Oh.

Hm.]

That is a problem... I guess we can try to bring back color and find our way home at the same time, though.

There's no reason why it has to be one or the other.

[bufudyne]

Hm...

[He has yet to bring up the subject with Akira because he knows Akira's priority is to get home. He wants to support that, naturally, and he recognises the importance of returning home.

But he has been torn.]

It may even turn out that doing what we can here will help us find the way back.

[messianic]

I've been wondering about that too...

[Minato shoves his hands into his pockets more deeply, expression contemplative.]

If we were brought here to restore color, then...doing so might really let us go home.

But... for people who need to get home really quickly, it might not be the fastest way.

[bufudyne]

You are right.

For some of those here, even the amount of time that we've been here may feel too long.

[It's surprising, the amount of days that have already gone by. Time continues its march on as always, Yusuke supposes.]

[messianic]

[For most people, Minato would imagine.

Most people really do have something to go back to, and that's how it should be. So Minato nods firmly.]

We'll keep trying. Every single day, we'll keep trying to figure out a way home.

But I think... every day, we can try to bring more color back too. And we'll all be better off that way.

[bufudyne]

Indeed. Living in a place without colour is truly energy-draining.

[He places a hand dramatically on his chest.

He doesn't say it in an especially dramatic way aside from... from Yusuke's usual.]

[messianic]

... I guess so...?

[SORT OF...]

I hope that some berries and things are enough to help reenergize you, then...

[bufudyne]

[Yusuke sighs a little...]

Well, it's not energy-draining in that sense.

[Though now that Minato mentions food his stomach growls. Yusuke's expression does not change. He's not acknowledging it.]

[messianic]

[........ Okay, yeah, he'd have to be deaf to miss that.

Uh.]

When did you last eat something, Kitagawa-san?

[bufudyne]

...

Last night before I slept, I suppose.

[No big.

He's fine. Does this literally all the time.]

[messianic]

[...???]

Do you...want to grab something to eat?

[bufudyne]

[...]

Are you hungry as well?

[messianic]

[Um.]

...Yeah. I'm hungry too. [SURE.] Let's go find something.

[bufudyne]

Very well. Where shall we start?

[FOOD HUNT TIME. Well, reasonably, they could just go back to Yusuke's place, the others probably have food in the pantry he just... forgets to look.]

[messianic]

[Well--]

If you're willing to come with me, I have some food where I'm living.

[bufudyne]

I would be willing, of course, but... are you certain? We could go to where I live as well.

[guys you're in the same district tho you don't realise it]