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[The video feed clicks on, and oh hey it's the student kitchens in the background. There's two big pots on the stove and a really big rice cooker over there on the counter and oh hello there's a Bulba in the feed now. He's given up on the effort of trying not to seem really tired, and he seems pretty distracted on top of that.]

In case you were wondering um... Kirby had to go back to Dreamland for a while. Something came up...

[He frowns, looking like he really doesn't want to talk about it and makes a motion towards the stove with his head to switch the subject.]

Oh, uh, if anyone's hungry or whatever, I made some curry and... kind of made too much out of habit... There's both spicy and mild so. People are welcome to it so it doesn't go to waste. It's down here in the student kitchens.

Uh... that's it. Thanks.

[And then the feed cuts off.]

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[Yeah, it's somber time. Pit feels even more sorry for Bulba because his last sentence hit him most. He wishes he could have redone some days in his life and spent them with Bulba so that he could be even closer of a friend for him to confide in, but that wouldn't change the fact that Kirby was most definitely his best friend, and he was just a friend, so he couldn't do anything to make Bulba better. How hopeless; it hurt to know that.

But that didn't mean he couldn't at least support him in some way. Any way would be good. He was at a loss of words, so he couldn't find a single thing to say. Instead, he extended his hand out, palm-up, looking expectantly at Bulba.]

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[It wasn't to say he was alone. He had friends. He had his team. But at a time when everyone had their own problems to sort through he didn't want to be a bother.

So it was with a little bit of surprise that he blinked down at Pit's hand. He gave Pit a somewhat puzzled look, but tentatively reached out and placed his hand on the angel's.]

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[Pit gives his hand a squeeze.]

It may not be much, but I'm looking out for you, too. We all are. Your team, your friends... and I bet Kirby's thinking about you right now!