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[itwouldbeatragedy]

[Kaneki is in the dining room. He looks less nervous than he has the last few times he's appeared on the network, like he's finally found the right medicine for what's been bothering him.]

I don't know how many people make their own food here. I'm not that great in the kitchen, unless it's coffee.

[He smiles a smile that's part self-deprecating, part dark amusement. Then his entire posture goes pensive, though his expression is serious enough to communicate that he's more than just curious.]

Even if you do cook your own food, the ingredients you use show up magically. Of course, everything pre-made does, too.

I know we don't really have a choice, but does anyone else worry about where it all comes from? I mean, the meat--where does that come from? Is it even real meat?

[He thinks it must be, but...really. In the best case, there's some magical butcher in the depths of the Mansion, killing and slicing up magical animals. And Kaneki can think of lots worse than that.]

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[itwouldbeatragedy]

Mentally, at least.

[Unfortunately, he's not the type who forgets about things easily when they bother him.]

[ video. ]

[humanities_greatest]

Let's be honest, then. What do you fear?

[ video. ]

[itwouldbeatragedy]

[Kaneki is hesitant.]

I just...worry that someone will be hurt by it.

[ video. ]

[humanities_greatest]

Then we need to do something about it.

[ video. ]

[itwouldbeatragedy]

Like what? [He's open to suggestions, but he doesn't have much confidence they'll work.]