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"Yes, company could be nice." A thought occurred to him. "Oh, if I am going to do a scrags based game perhaps Ulmuka would join me. I think he might like that sort of thing." There, that much was settled, he would just seek the strix out after he got the details worked out.

Much more relieved as things started to get settled he let the boil do what he was doing, not sure how to move about his room to really help out. Yin had no idea what hardtack was, or flapjacks, but he certainly recognized jerky. It was not the most pleasant of foods, but it was meat, and with a quiet thank you he took a piece to rip into. "Mind? Of course I do not mind. Whatever you need me to do Mot, I set aside the entire evening just in case."

The jerky was dry, sapping moisture from his mouth and Yin picked up one of the cans, not sure what it was, tilting it this way and that as he peered at it. It sloshed, liquid. Yes, but how did he...was he supposed to puncture it with his claws? Yin was not accustomed to pop tabs.

"Do you need them sewn up afterward they are stuffed?" Yin had more than enough experience with needles from patching up his own clothing.

But they were just going to have to take a break from all of that to let Mot continue to educate Yin in the ways of the world. Or pop cans. He looked for the tab Mot had pulled, sliding a claw under the end and lifting up. There was an almost angry hiss as it opened, a few droplets of the beverage spraying out.

Then the foaming began, the beverage sluggishly letting him know it was not happy as it began to leak out of the opening. This had not happened to the cowboil. Yin watched it, entranced horrified, until it spilled over and the beverage began to ooze out down the side. He could not let it get all over everything! His tongue darted forward as he lifted the can, trying to stop it from completely overflowing. The bubbling, foaming potion was startling to his taste buds, not pleasant, but not unpleasant either as it finally slowed down.

Yin just seemed distressed. Had Mot purposefully given him a faulty can?

"I was just examining it," Yin grumbled, not missing the small chuckle. He snatched the napkin from him, trying to wipe up some of the mess that he had made. "Whatever this is that you supplied did not react well...but you knew that," a very suspicious tone indeed.

Really, it was not that surprising Yin had never had pop. Alexander did not like liquids, Miss Xiu-Ying went for tea, Miss Danny did not do liquids, and Mot had only introduced him to coffee.

"You should not go to anymore trouble," Yin said a bit sulkily. "Really." Because look where that had gotten Yin so far. But Mot did seem sorry, despite his grinning. Actually, it was hard to stay mad with his smiling so much. The corner of Yin's mouth twitched up. "It is fine Mot, I shall know better in the future." And at least this had not happened in public.

Just to prove that everything was fine he took a drink, puzzled as the liquid filled his mouth, unaccustomed to the flavor as it coated his mouth. The bubbles tingled on their way down. "What is this exactly? Are there any side effects to this potion?" Obviously it was not a regular drink.

Lesson learned Mot senpai. Lesson learned. Though one could only guess at what else the cowboil could teach him if he stayed an eager to please and learn kouhai.

He shook his head, rather used to not having experienced what others had. When it came to fluids Mot seemed to be his firsts. But pop had status effects. Energy for one, and that sounded good to Yin. Perhaps he should acquire pop before his workouts. And...youthful happiness? "Really?" he questioned, intrigued as he he stared at the brightly colored can.

Then he tilted his head back and took a long swallow. Might as well experience it while in safe company. "There, I should have energy to properly help you now. I can do whatever you want me to, so just pick what you prefer? Or we can take turns."

The drink did not taste horrible, though there was certainly some degree of adjusting to it, but it was going to give him some happiness and he could use that.

He nodded, getting to work on the packed bags. He could not relate to them, being filled by Mot yet finished by himself, but there was something pleasant about this. The simple act of inserting the shaft, pushing it in, pulling it out, repeating, picking up his pace as he fell into the rhythm of it. In no time it seemed he had managed to finish one, sealing it and setting it aside, taking a quick swallow before moving on to the next.

"FooFoo?" He asked, both out of politeness and curiosity. "Is he normally destructive?"

Mot needed to be careful. He was starting to tread on the dangerous ground known as feels. He began drinking more of his youthful happiness potion, hoping it would ease his feels. Not getting worked up again. No, he was just going to concentrate on this needed and doing the best work he could for Mot senpai.

It was the "since I started here at Amity" that finally got to him. Princess Eva had been with him since he had just started. He fought back becoming too emotional, but he started to sniffle as he worked. Not crying though. "He sounds very nice," Yin murmured, trying not to sound too woeful when he suddenly yawned.

Huh, he had not been that sleepy before.

"But I thought this beverage was meant to give one energy?" He stated, though he sounded rather unsure of himself. Maybe taking another drink would help. But at least the topic of the liquids Mot got him to try was a distracting one.

"Water and most teas do not make me sleepy," Miss Xiu-Ying had given him one or two that broke the mold of course. "Just the coffee and maybe this? Or is it just getting late already?"

Or maybe Mot had just exhausted him that much.