Mello glanced up when the door opened and then closed, but only offered a slight nod in greeting. After the previous night's disaster, he doubted he'd be able to salvage a useful professional relationship with Asch without stooping to levels he was far too proud to stoop to. Instead, he jotted a few lines on the paper.
When Asch spoke, however, he turned his attention from the pie. They never seemed to serve chocolate here anymore, he noted with distant annoyance. "No," he said. "The number of new arrivals would make it difficult to sort through the files for familiar names before anything attacked." He again tapped the pen against his lip. "Often, monsters in some rooms need a few minutes to locate their prey." Or they just enjoyed biding their time, or possibly, they simply slept or appeared from the ether. Either way, Mello noticed that the longer one stayed in a room, the more likely they were to be attacked.
"It might be possible to use explosives to get past the doors with unpickable locks," he continued. "I'm heading to the second floor to collect supplies."
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When Asch spoke, however, he turned his attention from the pie. They never seemed to serve chocolate here anymore, he noted with distant annoyance. "No," he said. "The number of new arrivals would make it difficult to sort through the files for familiar names before anything attacked." He again tapped the pen against his lip. "Often, monsters in some rooms need a few minutes to locate their prey." Or they just enjoyed biding their time, or possibly, they simply slept or appeared from the ether. Either way, Mello noticed that the longer one stayed in a room, the more likely they were to be attacked.
"It might be possible to use explosives to get past the doors with unpickable locks," he continued. "I'm heading to the second floor to collect supplies."