[ Shuri's a little calmer now. Still trying to put everything together in his head, still trying to figure out how he's going to live here if his butler is gone. It's dumb, dumb, dumb - he focuses on all the things he has to learn rather than the fact that he won't be able to walk by his room without flinching.
But he doesn't know what else to talk about now. So he just drums his fingers against the arm of the couch. ]
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But he doesn't know what else to talk about now. So he just drums his fingers against the arm of the couch. ]