[ whether it's fortunate or not, camu hasn't seen the bulletin board yet. hence, there's no possibility of affront on his end (yet). instead, he focuses on the sounds of voices at the door. normally, he wasn't one to concern himself to whoever lee speaks to and for whatever purpose that fulfills.
but, he can't deny the voice on the other end is a familiar one. it isn't that he finds himself particularly curious, nor does he have any single speck of a desire to be hospitable or open, and yet he's still peeking his head out from the other room. do they have rooms, idk...
regardless, he stares all for but a moment before responding in tune: ] What's with all the noise?
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but, he can't deny the voice on the other end is a familiar one. it isn't that he finds himself particularly curious, nor does he have any single speck of a desire to be hospitable or open, and yet he's still peeking his head out from the other room. do they have rooms, idk...
regardless, he stares all for but a moment before responding in tune: ] What's with all the noise?
[ if this truly constitutes as "noise." ]