[He feels... weirdly disappointed. Not because Togami is refusing what he's made, but because he's clearly failed at discerning whatever was happening, here. It does hurt. The nervous smile drops from his face.]
Right...
[He boxes up the spare food quickly and quietly, and curls up in a nearby armchair to scarf down the rest. It isn't long before he's yawning through mouthfuls of food.]
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Right...
[He boxes up the spare food quickly and quietly, and curls up in a nearby armchair to scarf down the rest. It isn't long before he's yawning through mouthfuls of food.]