[ It's about time Cherryblod got fussed over, anyway. Black sets a plate of spring rolls beside him, taking a seat across from him a moment later. ]
...Are you okay, Mr. Cherryblod? [ He seems out of it--well, everyone usually does after things like these, he's sure, but... he hasn't seen him like this before. ]
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...Are you okay, Mr. Cherryblod? [ He seems out of it--well, everyone usually does after things like these, he's sure, but... he hasn't seen him like this before. ]