[Listen, Maya's got a Ridiculously Tragic Backstory, what's your excuse, Shizuo]
[Anyway, just the fact that he was willing to participate at all is enough to score him points. He did well. It's not like they won't have plenty of time to practice and perfect this excercise]
Definitely. That way I can protect you if these guys start trying to get their chomp on! [Yes, Maya's definitely the one protecting him... of course...]
[But the enigma deepens. Back then.... just how long has he been a rogue waiter, looking for a new restaurant to call his own? Maya feels a pang of sympathy for this man. Clearly, he was just too hardcore for his last establishment.]
Don't worry! You've got a lot of talents, so I'm sure some place will learn to appreciate you and the effort you've gone through. [He'll find a home restaurant again... she believes in him!!]
[In any case, it isn't the time to reminisce about the restaurants that got away. When he goes to check the door, Maya peers around him to check simultaneously. Seems like the coat is clear, for now...]
Oh... my armour? [She didn't expect him to remember that, let alone want to get her new armour... it's kinda cute, actually]
Don't worry about it. Believe it or not, video game consoles aren't very good at protecting you from zombies. [in all honesty, she thought giving herself an armour might help give her an edge in this zombie crisis, since she's basically a useless noodle and she wants desperately to be able to do something to help. But taping SNESes to her shoulders can't match up to super strength or super speed or any of the other amazing powers everyone except her seems to have. Besides--] Plus, I don't need armour when we're working together, right?
it's burned into her mind forever
[Anyway, just the fact that he was willing to participate at all is enough to score him points. He did well. It's not like they won't have plenty of time to practice and perfect this excercise]
Definitely. That way I can protect you if these guys start trying to get their chomp on! [Yes, Maya's definitely the one protecting him... of course...]
[But the enigma deepens. Back then.... just how long has he been a rogue waiter, looking for a new restaurant to call his own? Maya feels a pang of sympathy for this man. Clearly, he was just too hardcore for his last establishment.]
Don't worry! You've got a lot of talents, so I'm sure some place will learn to appreciate you and the effort you've gone through. [He'll find a home restaurant again... she believes in him!!]
[In any case, it isn't the time to reminisce about the restaurants that got away. When he goes to check the door, Maya peers around him to check simultaneously. Seems like the coat is clear, for now...]
Oh... my armour? [She didn't expect him to remember that, let alone want to get her new armour... it's kinda cute, actually]
Don't worry about it. Believe it or not, video game consoles aren't very good at protecting you from zombies. [in all honesty, she thought giving herself an armour might help give her an edge in this zombie crisis, since she's basically a useless noodle and she wants desperately to be able to do something to help. But taping SNESes to her shoulders can't match up to super strength or super speed or any of the other amazing powers everyone except her seems to have. Besides--] Plus, I don't need armour when we're working together, right?