Mamoru makes a bit of a grunting sound, looking away from Molly back at the buffet table. Because obviously, it's more important to focus on the food, right? Of course.
"Eh. Nah. Came here myself," he mutters as he reaches over and picks at things. "Stuff got kinda screwed up in places with the invasion, so... eh."
He shrugs, not really elaborating on what he means.
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"Eh. Nah. Came here myself," he mutters as he reaches over and picks at things. "Stuff got kinda screwed up in places with the invasion, so... eh."
He shrugs, not really elaborating on what he means.