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Aside from exhausted? [He shrugs.] Don't know, yet. A lot of information. Wondering if it's going to matter considering we might have alien overlords by the time I graduate...

In the case that you might, still have a degree so you can say you at least did something.

[He's not watching where he kept his soda...]

I don't think alien overlords would be interested in a budding politician.

Who knows? Maybe they'll want to get you on their side.

Mm. [He sighs.] If I become a politician I'm just going to become a dick like the rest of them. The aliens will love me.

As long as you're a dick only against the people who're dicks to the ones you want to protect, right?

It'll make them target us all the more. [He drops back down to the couch, hand over his face.] I understand why adults are alcoholics.

You are too young to be saying that.

I am 35 if we add my lives together.

Reincarnating usually means a reset unless you're Buddhist good try.

It adds up when you remember the lives.

[Sigh.] Right, right. No alcohol for you if you're tempted to be an alcoholic.

Drug addict? Smoker?

[Another sigh.] Sorry, sorry. Not things to joke about.

You must really be tired... [He sighs and shakes his head and moves to get up again, eyes on the bookshelf behind the couch so he can grab some stuff but he accidentally elbows the open soda bottle over on the desk!!]

[He hears that fall and his eyes fly open and he sits up. That isn't good at all. He tries to think of where Shin puts towels--]

[Shin's already trying to save the papers the soda spilled on -- he's not entirely sure what they are, they look like notes -- and he's about to ask Matt to get the towels they're in the closet by the bathroom--

then he stops again, staring at something behind Matt and the couch.]

--What? [He is already up and heading for the kitchen because paper towels or dishcloths work, right?]

... Behind you.

[Did you just hear something clink like the metal gate of a cage, Matt? It should sound like Ken's hamster cage, just heavier. And behind you.]

[The clink makes Matt wonder if there's a monster or some shit, but--]

I didn't know you had a rabbit.

I didn't know either. [He's picking up the rest of his papers and setting them on the coffee table where there's less stuff to destroy, getting up and wiping his hands on his jeans before walking over to the cage. He thinks, for a moment.]

... I think his name is Tono.

[Matt will duck out to get the towels necessary to make the room not sticky--]

How do you know?

It's his. [He'll take the towels with a thank you to Matt and do the cleaning because it's his own apartment. It's not that big of a mess on the floor since the bottle wasn't full and the papers soaked up most of it, but once the mess is wipes up Shintaro's turning to those papers, trying to identify them to decide if he needs to preserve them or he can do without them.]

The other Shintaro's.

[If he's cleaning, Matt's going to offer a finger to the rabbit to see if he can pet it.]

All my friends get back small animals...

[The rabbit will shuffle up to him with nose twitching and sniff at his fingers. He's friendly!]

So it happens a lot, then? You can take him out if you want.

[!! Friendly rabbit. Matt smiles and scratches the bunny's nose.]

I don't want to disorient him. It's the second time I've seen it happen. Ken got a hamster.