Eh? You're saying the side effects caused the change of heart? [He's just watching her clean now. Wait, she's been cleaning and he's only just registering that. He glances at the bucket full of mixed liquids now.
Seriously? [He sounded like he was about to laugh.] That's some cruel irony.
[Aw, she took the bucket. Well then, he'll just stalk after her, creeping up behind her. If one couldn't notice that looming shadow, his stomach will betray his presence. Wonder how jellyfish taste?]
Huh? [Where did she-! He turns, eventually spotting her at the front desk now.]
Who said I was looking for your help? [He says, but he's starting to feel a little lightheaded.] I don't need you. [Rather than be the smart guy and ask for food, or even just leave, he smashes through a door and wanders into a different room. His only interest is destroying anything and everything, or perhaps it was just a distraction to him.
The rampaging doesn't last very long though, as things soon goes quiet. He had sprawled out partially on the floor and onto the sofa, as if he was in the process of getting there until his body told him enough was enough.]
[She watches him totter off, smashing his way into a room that's largely empty. She's fortunate to have her bedroom inaccessible for the most part. Doesn't mean there wasn't a living/full consultation room.]
[When things are quiet, she peeks into the room.]
... Ready to try eating now? [Is this how it is to deal with a toddler because it feels like it.]
[That is his only option now, slumped over uninvited like a drunk bastard. Hyde's conscious will eventually relinquish it's hold on Kazuma, leaving him to deal with the damage once he's awake. He stays asleep for quite some time until the cold and starvation becomes too much.]
Achoo! [A sneeze sounds the alarm that he has finally woken up, shivering from the cold and feeling something equivalent to being hung over.] Ugh... [He doesn't need to guess, he can already tell he's not where he should, that Hyde was out and about again.]
Mm. [There are so many things he needed to ask, but his stomach demanded attention right now. He moves his hand, feeling the sofa beside him and crawls onto it. Still trying to get his bearings, he looks around to see if there was something edible near him first.]
[There is the kitchen in the next room. Doesn't look like Hyde got that far before passing out on the couch thankfully. There is aforementioned naan bread on a counter - not that Kazuma would remember Naomi offering before maybe.]
[The memory sadly isn't there, but he'll scarf down that offering regardless once he spots it. It's a start, but not enough. He forces himself off the couch, looking around for Naomi. He could see an outline of a stove in the room next door, a kitchen? Was it...really okay for him to wander around like this?]
How much? [He calls out while taking some steps towards the kitchen.]
For the damage. [He could smell the spices from that curry before coming into the kitchen. He's practically salivating, but manages to stop himself to think. He's already eaten the naan bread, it's enough for him to find the nearest cafe or market and grab something himself rather than take more from Naomi.
So he turns his back to the kitchen, wandering around the place to locate Naomi as his stomach cries sadly. It's a good chance to survey what Hyde has done that Naomi hasn't cleaned up yet as well.]
Nothing more than what was already damaged by Erasers.
[She could be found at her front desk, working to replace what had been previously broken on temporary shelves, hoping the bottles didn't just roll off. How soon will the carpenter be available again? Ugh...] Did you eat Kazuma?
I ate the bread. [He wanders into the main area, spotting Naomi at the front desk.] I'll pay you for the damage once I get home. We can discuss things then. [He bows his head.]
Sorry for the trouble. [His stomach gurgles feebly. That bread was not enough, good sir.]
Just the bread? I left the curry so you could re-heat it. [Maybe he didn't go into the kitchen? She doesn't know.] Cover a few broken bottles and we'll call it even.
It's fine. After everything, his response is not a surprise.
It's fine, Kazuma. Hyde's not the first person that's attempted something and I doubt he'll be the last. Eat what you need, worry about everything else after.
. . . [There's a bit of reluctance as he doesn't move right away. It doesn't sit well with him, eventhough she had a point. After a quiet sigh, he'll give in to his hunger and wander back towards the kitchen. There's silence for a while, with only the smell of curry spreading into the other rooms.
He waste no time digging into that curry once it was warmed up, along with some more naan bread he found. This could be the worse curry, and he'd still eat it. With a much fuller stomach, he felt more like himself again. He'll scoop himself another plateful before taking it with him so he could go and speak to Naomi some more.] What did you mean, "after everything"?
[She does smell the curry eventually and is pleased by that. Fortunately for him, she knows how to make curry and naan - of all the things she picked up while in India.]
[She has a good amount of stock precariously on display when he finishes eating and turns when he speaks.]
I'm not sure how conscious you were, but the whole ordeal with the Story Eater?
Barely. [He takes a seat in an available chair.] I was asleep, and couldn't regain control until it was all over...but I remember feeling all this anger from Hyde. [He didn't understand why at the time, and his voice didn't even reach him in his rage. Was it related to what happened here?]
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It be a shame if someone knocked that over.]
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[If he knocks it over, he's just going to repeat an earlier incident with added side effects.]
[Too bad she's moving the bucket into storage with the mop for later disposal.]
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[Aw, she took the bucket. Well then, he'll just stalk after her, creeping up behind her. If one couldn't notice that looming shadow, his stomach will betray his presence. Wonder how jellyfish taste?]
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[Door closed, she shifts into an otter and slides between his legs over to her front desk, changing back to her normal form.]
Anything I can actually help you with, Hyde?
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Who said I was looking for your help? [He says, but he's starting to feel a little lightheaded.] I don't need you. [Rather than be the smart guy and ask for food, or even just leave, he smashes through a door and wanders into a different room. His only interest is destroying anything and everything, or perhaps it was just a distraction to him.
The rampaging doesn't last very long though, as things soon goes quiet. He had sprawled out partially on the floor and onto the sofa, as if he was in the process of getting there until his body told him enough was enough.]
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[When things are quiet, she peeks into the room.]
... Ready to try eating now? [Is this how it is to deal with a toddler because it feels like it.]
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Take a nap then.
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Achoo! [A sneeze sounds the alarm that he has finally woken up, shivering from the cold and feeling something equivalent to being hung over.] Ugh... [He doesn't need to guess, he can already tell he's not where he should, that Hyde was out and about again.]
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[Hearing a sneeze a while later, Naomi peeks into the room.]
Evening. Which half is controlling right now?
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Kazuma. [He manages to mutter a word.]
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Since it's you, you should get something to eat.
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How much? [He calls out while taking some steps towards the kitchen.]
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How much for what?
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So he turns his back to the kitchen, wandering around the place to locate Naomi as his stomach cries sadly. It's a good chance to survey what Hyde has done that Naomi hasn't cleaned up yet as well.]
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[She could be found at her front desk, working to replace what had been previously broken on temporary shelves, hoping the bottles didn't just roll off. How soon will the carpenter be available again? Ugh...] Did you eat Kazuma?
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Sorry for the trouble. [His stomach gurgles feebly. That bread was not enough, good sir.]
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It's fine. After everything, his response is not a surprise.
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He waste no time digging into that curry once it was warmed up, along with some more naan bread he found. This could be the worse curry, and he'd still eat it. With a much fuller stomach, he felt more like himself again. He'll scoop himself another plateful before taking it with him so he could go and speak to Naomi some more.] What did you mean, "after everything"?
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[She has a good amount of stock precariously on display when he finishes eating and turns when he speaks.]
I'm not sure how conscious you were, but the whole ordeal with the Story Eater?
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