[...relieving us of any butter remaining in the kitchen is likely a very, very good idea, yes.
That said, however, Ishimaru doesn't respond, not verbally, though he does tense up quite a bit as Naegi enters and he can't seem to look at him; his breathing falls shallow and for some reason he can't explain, a slight flicker of anger is threatening to flare up before it quite simply extinguishes itself back into the nothingness that spawned it.
He casts his gaze downward; the look behind them is dead as hell, though his thoughts are still active, trying to put together exactly how he should react to everything that's happened in comparison to everything he's found out here.
It's entirely too much; he isn't sure what to do with it, and so he quite simply does nothing.
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That said, however, Ishimaru doesn't respond, not verbally, though he does tense up quite a bit as Naegi enters and he can't seem to look at him; his breathing falls shallow and for some reason he can't explain, a slight flicker of anger is threatening to flare up before it quite simply extinguishes itself back into the nothingness that spawned it.
He casts his gaze downward; the look behind them is dead as hell, though his thoughts are still active, trying to put together exactly how he should react to everything that's happened in comparison to everything he's found out here.
It's entirely too much; he isn't sure what to do with it, and so he quite simply does nothing.
...This might take a while.]