[he hopes she remembers it! Akira Kurusu likes to pay his debts]
[he's leaning against the door when she returns, which means he almost gets smacked in the face when she pushes it open. he does manage to leap back with a start (well, as far as his stuck arm will let him, anyway), and when she enters the room he's immediately fixated on that plate of food]
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[he's leaning against the door when she returns, which means he almost gets smacked in the face when she pushes it open. he does manage to leap back with a start (well, as far as his stuck arm will let him, anyway), and when she enters the room he's immediately fixated on that plate of food]
Not a single drop of it.
[he says so casually]
C-rank luck at its finest.