[When Yoite arrives, he's droopy, a bit damp, and very, very unhappy, with just about everything. Feathers, gravy, blood, and stuffing are what's on his coat. That is, however, the least of his concerns.]
[Taking the coat off is also embarrassing, but of course he does it. It's unbuttoned with fumbling fingers, and then he shrugs it from his shoulders and into his hands.] Sorry about this.
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It's all right if it's not too warm.
I'd forgotten about that.
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I don't want to be a bother.
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