[He's smiling. Too brightly, but he's smiling. And he's figured out this second level...so, he's carrying a small box with him as he walks. He's humming, too, as he heads to a nice cafe and buys a sandwich. Lunchtime. With half a sandwich left and the soda all gone, he glances around, and stands up, walking over to the other tables.]Enjoying your
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