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Who: SOME DUDE IN YELLOW (and his shouta ghost)
Where: The main room of Orion dorms (and, eventually, just outside, if you need an excuse)
When: Day 83, Morning.
What: Intro~

*The new blank has promptly confiscated the largest knife he can find, and his holding it with a fair amount of confidence for someone who has no memory of how to use it. It is not time to systematically check all the other rooms in the dorms. He pushes the doors open quietly, and seems quite prepared to stab anyone if necessary.

And, for those who can see such things, there is a small ghost child floating behind him*

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Absolutely. Can I come in?

[shrugs, walking closer to his bed]

Sure. Why not.

I could be plotting something sinister. Like personal contact.

[walks in]

[shrugs, leaving his left hand in the air as he turns to watch you more closely]

I'm not sure that's the answer here, but you're entitled to your opinions.

[kind of tense, still. it's fairly recognizeable, actually; he looked about the same after Mitsuru first arrived. he has a headache.]

I'll think about it. Did he threaten you?

[takes a deep breath before replying]

Not so much. But I'd like my knife back before he's forced to use it on someone or something. Because I'm pretty sure Carly isn't going to eat anything from a knife that's been used to kill or hurt someone.

[winces]

He killed a fish with it when I was with him. Carly talked him into handing it over, though.

[shakes his head]

Not a human being, but I won't tell her anyway.

...he ask you any weird questions?

Define weird.

He asked me to tell him what friends were.

... I didn't get that one. But he did seem to have problems grasping the whole team concept.

[gradually, stops fidgeting.]

I don't think he's going to get the concept of normal human friendships on his own. Or teams, for that matter. Maybe not ever. Hard to say, until he gets some memories back, but...I don't think it was an act.

... not just him being an ass? Some fundamental lack of understanding?

Or a different understanding. He didn't see why people would want to be friends.

[thinks hard about that]

We might be able to teach it to him. Or we might not. If we're lucky, his memories have the reason why it works for him in them, but if they don't, we're going to have to try on our own. And with the games and their rules...

Fifty-fifty chance of something going horribly wrong before he can settle in properly.

Yeah. But better then the alternative.

... he's team. Whether he settles in or not, he's one of us.

But it'd sure make my life easier if he realized that fact.

[nods]

...look, I'm going to try to not slip up around him, but...if I do? Or did? I'm sorry.

[blinks for a moment, parsing that]

Are you kidding? You're fine. He's the one wandering into people's rooms with their stolen knives.

[shrugs]

Still means you have to play buffer during the "convince the new guy" period until he gets it at all. If he gets it.

Yep. Just like with Mitsuru. ... Carly says he was just nervous with her, though, so hell. She might be better at handling him than me.

That...hm.

[sitting on his bed, looking at the floor.]

[leans against the wall]

That looks like a thinking face.