Fujiwara sighed and shook his head, annoyed by Paka's persistence. Circumstances were different then from the way they were now. Back then, they had time; everyone was still getting oriented to the world, and nothing major had happened yet; it was the third day, after all. With the boss fight around the corner, though, helping that thief just stalled their preparation even more and cut into any time they could have otherwise used to prepare. Sighing and massaging his forehead, Fujiwara stood up from his seat as the music picked up and Suki yelled at him before leaving for his room upstairs. He had had enough of this argument, and it was clear that he was never going to be able to convince Paka of anything, nor patch up the incident anytime soon. Figuring that it was only going to cause more trouble if he tried arguing any further, going upstairs and away from everyone else seemed like the most reasonable idea.

"If he's going to be selective in his argument like that, then I don't think it's even worth trying to debate with him..." he said to himself mentally. Sighing at his apparent defeat, he quickly made his way into his room and laid down on the bed that had been laid out. Staring at the ceiling and outside the window as he could hear the things happening downstairs. The festivity downstairs seemed nice and all, but Fujiwara needed a place to organize his thoughts better. Glancing at the clock, Fujiwara sighed.
"Ah, they'll grab me if they need me. Highly doubt they will after that incident, though." he muttered to himself as he began to mindlessly flick through his interface.