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Gorman watched Hachirou, seeing the fear and anxiety roiling around in him, something that was easy to see for even someone as usually thick as Gorman could be; the boy's body language spoke volumes. As he watched, he suddenly jerked his head over though when he heard a shout, his eyes settling on Margarret who was standing up in her seat. Gorman just blinked, confused as she sat down with ah and over her mouth, now wondering if the red tint on her face was because of the error message on the screen.
He didn't say anything, mostly because he was at a loss for words, and confusion only settled in his mind more when he looked over to Yui walking over next to him. He had been reaching up to pull the pen from his hand, but watched as Yui walked up and pulled the writing utensil out. Scowling, Gorman opened his mouth to scold her, as he was a bit irritated at her just doing it. No words came out of his mouth though as he watched the blood n his hand seep back into the wound, which closed a moment later as his own abilities took over. He glanced at the spot, which was free of any marks before watching a Yui walked away. "Ok then..?" as the display was a tad bit random for him.
Then he jumped slightly as another female shouted, though this time in clear words and he knew immediately who it was. He watched Mitsuko grab the still emotionally upset young Hachirou, and Gorman watched Mitsuko go to work with her own abilities. He recognized the motions she was doing, as well as the apparent discomfort she went through when she was finished. That was as much as he really understood of her powers though, other than the fact that they were nowhere near as straightfoward as his own were.
As things finally began to die down, Gorman finally just lowered his head and let it thunk onto the table. This had turned into one hell of a crazy and antic filled meeting, which in a way was nice, as it distracted a bit from the fact that he was empty right now on the strategies. He caught word of the others going to retrieve a repaired vehicle to make use of, something he had no real interest in being involved in. He heard Yui perk up, her voice a little louder than was needed; Gorman was silently thanking whatever had bestowed these powers on him that it prevented him from getting headaches, as right now he was certain his head would be pounding by now.
"Well," he began while lifting his head up to look at the others, "Unless you need me to go on this trip with you, I am going to retreat to my office and see if I can cook up...something..." he said, the last part trailing off into a tone of irritation. He stood up from his chair, looking towards Mitsuko first, "Good luck to you, squirt."] he said as he turned to leave the room.
He stopped just as he reached the door, turning to look back towards Margaret who was tending to Hachirou, who seemed to be donning a rare smile. It almost made Gorman smile himself, "If you want to get the blood, Margaret, just come and grab me." he simply stated, giving all of them one last look before he turned to leave the room and head for his office. Hopefully some smoking of his pipe would help to settle his thoughts and get his mind on track. Hopefully.