Dinner and conversation were cut short due to the intercom, albeit Ken hadn't had much to contribute to the latter. He had considered probing for virgin-related information, but given the reactions to the notes and the venture happening later tonight, he opted to keep silent. If he found anything useful, he can always share them with Bridget at another time. Hopefully.
Instead, he boggled for a moment at tonight's announcement (Who in the world was the speaker, and just what was this box?) before picking up his spear and flashlight. Ken bid farewell to his roommate and made his exit, wasting no time in picking up the pace. Since Ururu was closer to F3, she was likely already there. Given what occurred the night before, the boy didn't think it would be wise to keep her waiting. He didn't want her to start panicking.
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