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The voice of a particular student she had met literal minutes ago called out to her. Turning to his direction, Sangue looked at Gren with her usual idle expression. At his question, she simply nodded, deciding that telling him about her debate on whether to grab a snack from the cafeteria or not was rather irrelevant to the trip she was about to go on.

The large cooler on Gren's back made Sangue wonder if she had to bring anything with her aside from her weapons... before she realized that she really did not need anything in particular. Sure, she may have [i]wanted[/i] food, but that would not stop her from prioritizing what others needed of her. She could be a nuisance by giving into what she wanted rather than working with others productively.

She continued to remain quiet, though her soft gaze seemed to follow Gren rather than stare off to empty space.

[sub][@Lucius Cypher][/sub]