wizardmanor | Floor 2, Room 4

[ Tatara watches Phil clean up for a moment, waiting. He would be content to just wait, except that cough kind of changes his mind. ]

Oh, don't worry about that. [ He strides into the room and waves a hand. Who needs chairs!? ] We can just have a picnic on the floor!

[ And he will not wait for Phil to say no before he sits down on the spot and starts unpacking his food. ]

At least let me put down a blanket if we're going to have a picnic...

[But Tatara is already plopping down on the ground and making that a moot point. Well. He certainly can't say that he's not glad about not having to rearrange his ~~modern art~~ book piles for this, but at the same time he's realizing that he really should take some of these back down to the library.

He lowers himself down into a sitting position on the floor across from Tatara, watching with decided interest as he unpacks the food from the bag.]

You brought enough for yourself as well as for me, I assume?

Of course I did!

[ Leave it to Tatara to rush ahead of everyone else with his own ideas, but also leave it to Tatara to make food for other people.

He pulls out a large bottle, two cups, and a bunch of neatly wrapped boxes. He starts setting them out, and as he talks, he begins to unwrap. ]

You looked pretty rough when you got back, so I thought it might be a good idea to bring you some food to help you get better.

[ Slowly, he reveals a soup in a little container, rice that's been cooked with vegetables, a thing of porridge, small slices of well-seasoned chicken, and of course, tea from the bottle. ]

Help yourself! Eat what you can!

[Don't mind Phil just sort of staring for a moment, stunned by all of the food emerging from what hadn't seemed like a particularly large bag from the outside. It's far more than he can eat at once, but the sentiment is very appreciated when he knows he needs to be trying to get his strength back up.]

... thank you. [...] I didn't touch the moon stone, if you were concerned about that. We were able to purify it without needing to come into direct contact with it.

[The implication from that being that his current state of health has nothing to do with moon rocks or the like; whether that is more or less worrying remains to be seen, however.

He pours himself a bit of the tea, then helps himself to a bit of the porridge to start.]

How are the others doing?

[ Tatara is pouring himself a cup of the tea when Phil speaks, and he looks at him with a little smile on his lips. It's a look of approval, even if it looks enigmatic to the unfamiliar. He didn't think Phil was sick because of the moon stone, considering how wet everyone was when they got back...

He'll pass it to him so he may pour for himself. ]

Good, I think. I haven't gotten around to checking in on everyone individually, but most of you are on this floor. [ Come to think of it, for some reason... Yamato is the only one who's far away. ]

Do you wanna talk a bit about what happened on your mission?

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