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*After the first Trial, Nagito was bound up im the mess hall so he wouldn’t cause any issues. Though morning drew near in the cold hall and he was bound to be hungry, sending someone to feed him could be a hassle. He blew a strand of his soft pale hair from his eyes as he couldn't use his hands, as the doors to the mess hall open, he perked up slightly looking to see who it could be.* “Ah! you, have you come to feed little ol me? You really shouldn’t do such things for scum like me..” *He hummed in his usual self-depreciation manner.*
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