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— Outbreak Agency Cafeteria —[/center]

The android entered the cafeteria a handful of steps behind Jenifer, just in time to witness the lead up to and execution of her fall. To say that Tamako was entirely unable to prevent this would be incorrect. Her footsteps slowed to a stop and she looked down with a vaguely puzzled expression as her system worked to come up with the correct response.

Should she offer assistance? One of her fellow agents was down and possible injured. This wasn't exactly a serious situation, however. Maybe it might be best to simply walk away? Tamako wasn't entirely sure why she was here in the first place. She didn't need to eat.

The girl, after a mere half seconds pause to process the situation and what seemed like a subjective eternity to her, reacted in a more impulsive way.

"... Ha."

Wait, maybe that wasn't right. It certainly wasn't a proper laugh, all things considered. Another period of processing followed. She should make amends. Tamako slipped the small duffel bag from her shoulder and reached inside, arm disappeared to the elbow as she pushed aside the closets worth of clutter and weaponry contained within. Finally she pulled out a pizza box and held it out with a somewhat blank expression. Truthfully she had made it for the meeting but had forgotten.

"I have a pizza."