He wasn't sure how he felt about going to speak with Ururu again in the near future, asking something as silly as that. He just hoped she wouldn't cry again. It made him feel so helpless. There wasn't anything he could do for her to make it better. But if Inoue thought it might help to paint with her, then... of course he could do that much. "Mm," he smiled back. "I guess it couldn't hurt."

He was glad to listen to her talk about herself. It gave him a distraction and there was something about the animated way she spoke and how open and honest she was that made it very difficult not to like her. He opened his mouth to reply when he heard the first crashes of fights beginning around the cafeteria. He looked worriedly to where Kurogane had been and hoped the man had enough sense not to try to pick any fights with his shoulder hurt as it was. That was probably too much to ask though. As it was, he just hoped the fights stayed far from their table and that none of the children were hurt.

"This... doesn't look good," he gave a nervous laugh, dropping what was left of his roll on the table.