Kurusu...where's he heard the name before...aside from on the board...oh! That's Dad's...cousin? Something like that!

And...no food...he visibly shrinks. It's morning here, too. He had to spend his morning dealing with the weird cat that keeps following him and then at lunch all his friends kept talking and he didn't get the chance to eat...how does he even get food here?

"We can talk about it over food?" His stomach rumbles again and he looks at Dr. Maruki, his sad grey eyes pathetically begging: Please. Please food? Pleeeeeease?