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[ Compared to his last 'base' having been a car, Kohaku finds the size of the room a pleasant change. He'd not have minded walking into a hell of weapons, but this is fine, too. He's given up on predicting the craziness happening to him to its full extend anyway.

Kohaku isn't big on manners, really he's not, but he lets himself be brought to a short but strong handshake. So far, Yurippe's been the by far most useful person to him here, it secures her a basic level of consideration for at least the time being. ]

Alright... [ He's not sure if he's looking forward to encountering anybody more, but maybe it would stop the boredom for a bit. ] So now that I'm here, what do we usually do?