Doing some kind of art project wasn't exactly high on Yukito's interest list just at the moment, to be honest, so he chose to politely decline. He did wonder briefly what had happened to what he'd helped Ururu make the day before, but after a look at the bulletin board decided that she was probably rather distracted by...other things. It was probably best not to inquire just now.
The nurse wouldn't let him go to the library when he asked, which was a bit of a disappointment; he'd wanted to see what the place actually looked like during the day. She instead offered to get him "a nice book to read," which he just accepted with a smile and mental shrug. Better than nothing, he supposed.
He took the rather battered-looking novel he was given and found one of the few seats that were unoccupied by now, settling down to read. Although he made some pretense of reading, though, staring at the pages and occasionally turning them, he found he was a little too distracted to really focus, and ended up just watching the other people in the room instead.
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The nurse wouldn't let him go to the library when he asked, which was a bit of a disappointment; he'd wanted to see what the place actually looked like during the day. She instead offered to get him "a nice book to read," which he just accepted with a smile and mental shrug. Better than nothing, he supposed.
He took the rather battered-looking novel he was given and found one of the few seats that were unoccupied by now, settling down to read. Although he made some pretense of reading, though, staring at the pages and occasionally turning them, he found he was a little too distracted to really focus, and ended up just watching the other people in the room instead.