[John just stares at the duffel bag, and its contents for a moment. They mean absolutely nothing to him. He's never even seen any of this stuff before. He thinks for a moment - he could just leave it here, he supposes, but it'd be safer in his room. Maybe it belongs to someone. At least he can keep an eye on it until he figures out who it should really go to.
So he's shouldered the bag and walking down another row when he hears the squealing. He pokes his head around a corner. Ah, Feferi. Edgeworth paired them up on that buddy system of his. Might as well check on her.]
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So he's shouldered the bag and walking down another row when he hears the squealing. He pokes his head around a corner. Ah, Feferi. Edgeworth paired them up on that buddy system of his. Might as well check on her.]
Made it okay, I see.