[Life goes on.
She's done her time for absently staring, for rubbing her arm and thinking about anything and everything, and... for mourning. Is that the right word? Mourning? Being sad over something that's lost now? She imagines it must be... But then-a few days after, she stops. Abruptly stops. And when she finally does, she picks her shoulders
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[That and it was a chance to speak to Sayo. Cheyenne still doesn't understand anything she felt during the experiment, but perhaps talking to everyone now that it was over would help...]
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softly]
It's nice to see you again, Cheyenne-san.
[She at least remembers the -san, instead of leaving it off as she'd done to others.]
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My apologies for not making an effort to contact you as so many others have been doing following the experiment. The past few days have been, understandably, confusing to sort through.
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[He runs in through the back, still tying on his apron.]
Sorry, I'm here, what's going on?
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Oh god, another worker she doesn't recognize.
COME ON WOMAN YOU'RE OFF YOUR A-GAME.]
Ah-hello! [as she picks up a plate of fish and rice] Don't worry about it! We were just serving some easy dishes for the customers today. But we could use some help to keep up with everyone!
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I'll hit the floor, unless you need help cooking, Sayo-san? [He looks over his shoulder as he sets the dish on a tray. Touya was always good at learning his coworkers' names.]
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Ah-I wouldn't mind help in the kitchen! [more calmly, like someone having a pleasant conversation:] Do you cook often?
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