[He takes the chocolate chips as they're thrust at him, looking curiously down at the bag of semi-sweet morsels in his hands. For the moment, Noda's disgust is lost on him, muttering to himself.] What's wrong with cookies..?
Is there anything I can help with, Otonashi? [Noda being unhelpful? How unlike him! Said no one ever.]
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Is there anything I can help with, Otonashi? [Noda being unhelpful? How unlike him!
Said no one ever.]