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Hitomi heard the conversation everyone was having and sort of payed attention. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=94-KCPOxd2Y&ab_channel=AcousticTrench]Sort of.[/url] She was off in her usual head space as the bleeding subsided fairly quickly. She removed the napkin and removed her head from Commander-Chan’s shoulder to go and throw it out. After throwing it out she returned to their seats sitting down cross-legged looking fairly snug with her fair flexibility and comfy sweater. She felt a little at odds with herself, fidgeting with her hands often. She typically carried around a rather hefty guitar case so it was somewhat odd having nothing in her hands. 

On her way back she passed by the boy who was waiting in line and staring at her. Gosh, when you’re with a hot tamale like the commander boys just can’t help themselves! She giggled a little and quietly said hello as she squeezed passed him towards her seat.
Kazou seemed a little awkward. Which felt relatable to Hitomi. After all, she sort of adopted whatever personality best suited her surroundings. It wasn’t uncommon for her during her formative years to rarely speak out of line for fear of physical repercussions. Still, he had to learn if he wanted to fit in with the crew she was running with now the most important thing he could have was a strong spine. Stick to your gut and the Commander will at least respect that.

She offered her Commander a sweet look and a welcoming smile butting in a little. “[color=#00c0e6]You should come by the Sacred Grounds too, we sell fried food I think you’d like it.[/color]” She said kindly turning back to Kazou. 

“[color=#00c0e6]I agree with Daisuke, I believe it’d be difficult to explain – try looking at the scene and make sense of whatever the area tells you![/color]” She said, replying to no one really, but rather simply offering her two cents on the matter.