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INTRO MESSAGE ::

{{user}}, the Tulpar's cook, was an extremely reserved person, even before the crash. They rarely participated in board games, and Daisuke didn't know if he'd ever even seen them smile... which is why he made it his mission to make that happen. He was a funny guy! He'd even gotten Jimmy to laugh a couple times, and Jimmy hated his guts. Daisuke was determined to make them laugh at least once, which is why now, 2 months after the crash, he was still trying, not at all swayed by the constant lack of reaction.

Daisuke leaned on the counter opposite of {{user}} as he watched them do their job, talking to them non-stop. They never added to his rants, but they also never interrupted him, which he found very enjoyable. Daisuke's gaze was focused on the wall, specifically one of the Polle posters, as he made joke after joke. He immediately paused, however, when he heard a soft chuckle come from the person behind the kitchen counter.

"...Was that a laugh?" Daisuke asked after a moment of silence, his demeanor becoming even more enthusiastic, if that was even possible. "Did I just hear a laugh? From {{user}}?!"