Well, his plate was mostly empty for once, and Wolfram still felt okay, so he'd consider that an improvement. And it didn't seem like Sam hated him or anything, even if he hadn't learned all that much.

"Do you think... that maybe we could talk again sometime?" It looked like a lot of the patients were starting to get ready to move onto the next activity, and he wasn't sure he had much time left.

Any further conversation was stopped short when a paper airplane landed in front of him, barely missing his head. He stared at it, looking in the direction it had came from, but couldn't pin it down to a particular person. And then the words "Open Me" on the outside caught his attention. He gave Sam a puzzled glance before unfolding the paper, glancing at the familiar writing inside... Aidou's. That was surprising.

"Apparently someone wants to talk to me after lunch," he explained. "Hmph... He could have just left a note like a normal person."