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Shiro was quickly brought back to reality. There were people here, he would have to pay attention at least until he returned to his room. Looking back down to Earth, several more people had joined him in the kitchen. A rather cute redhead called out to him, French accent clear as day. Dominique, was it? Shiro shrugged. “I was going to make something, but it looks everybody else has it under control.” As per Chris, the blonde one’s, suggestion, Shiro shifted away from the stovetop, instead taking a seat on a kitchen chair next to Sunny, content to sit on the sidelines for now.


Shiro heard Devin mention something about challenges. He spoke up, turning his attention away from his occasional glances at Sunny towards the Canadian teen. “Admittedly, my dad didn't tell me all that much, but I know that they drop you in, like, actual spy missions. In the real world,” Shiro,said. “Other than that, though, don’t really know. Guess we’re just going to have to wing it.”

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