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Slowly, deliberately, Sir Scary pulled a biscuit from his pocket. If you’ve ever seen someone passive-aggressively pulling food out of their pockets it’s a rather terrifying sight. Alessio’s eyes followed the next biscuit and then darted back to Sir Scary half considering if he deadpan should say he had absolutely nothing to do with that and hope Sir Scary thought that was funny and wouldn’t kill him. No, that would probably make him more angry.

“I don’t know yet.” He grumbled “Thought it’s very tempting right now.”

He wasn’t serious about wanted to kill him right now. Alessio still bit back the urge to inch away.

He pulled a pie out his pocket and just facepalmed. Alessio quietly wrapped more food in the tablecloth and tied it like a sack. Then he glanced around.

“Alright, we’ll need to come up with a plan.” He said “We don’t have a lot of options and we don’t know really what’s ahead of us so we should be prepared for the worst. Our best option would be to work together and manage our assets and liabilities accordingly.”

He cleared off a table, heaving plates and silverware on the floor and then set his makeshift pack on top of it.

“I recommend we compile whatever resources we could potentially need here and begin prioritizing what we can feasibly take with us and what would only slow us down.”

No point in fighting this Amnesia – not openly at least. And assuming it can hear them right now he better not say anything that sounds too defiant yet.

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