Ugh. Did you have to put it like that? I have experience that would make him die in his bed. [Unloading some bottles of sparkling water and an array of fresh soups, as well as a dozen eggs and some salad, he starts loading up the fridge.

With a pasta box in hand, he glances around at the Dojima kitchen.]

... how does he still not have a dishwasher? It's as if he enjoys pain. Which wouldn't surprise me, after today.