There were so many things that he needed to get used to. This room that didn't look like anything back home. This stuff which was allegedly food. He wasn't hungry, but he started eating anyway. He had to keep his energy up. If it really was morning—and that was another thing; how was he supposed to get used to the lack of time of day like this? He had to. He could get used to anything. But. But—he would have eaten something, back home, before he left for school.

School. No, don't think of that now. That was in the past.

Now. Now he needed to familiarize himself with the place he'd found himself in as soon as possible. There was no time for resting. "I'll follow you around for the day," he said. "If... that would be okay by you," he continued hesitantly. He'd follow Kengo anyway, but there was no reason to make Kengo suspicious. "I'll be able to handle myself by... tomorrow. Please bear with me for now...."