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Dan just shrugged, fine with him then. He had learned quickly that one shouldn't try and pull Rin away from something. As long as it didn't kill her. So long as she knows not to push herself. Crisis or not, no-one get better by stressing out, over the simplest of things. Damien let Rin have her little search for bowls, stoves and whatnot. When the girl had returned to the kitchen, she once more asked what Dan felt like eating. In all honesty? He couldn't care less, even stoved cardboard was something the boy would eat. As long as it had some kind of taste...

“You just said something about fruit. Erm... fruit salad, maybe...?” Damien shrugged excessively, he wasn't the one for advice. Still, whatever would satisfy Rin. Dan just wondered if she wasn't going crazy from this sudden urge to do-everything-herself business. Damien would've tried and talk to her, persuading the girl into taking it easy for one, bloody, second. But, someone had managed to sneak into the house.

Dan couldn't help but chuckle faintly at Rin jumping, surprised by the nervous voice. Why the blue-haired girl acted like a child, was beyond him. “Company? Where? I think you are seeing things, Rin. You seem tired, a quick nap can take care of that.” Damien said, in a teasing, sarcastic tone. Obviously, he too, had noticed the... fox. Girl. Thing? And was startled by it. Though did not show it as openly. “Eh? Halloween is months away. Or... did I really space out that long?” Damien joked some more, though all it did was hide his confusion. “Eh... hi? … I guess?”