You sit on the floor of the steps outside the gym as Deja cleans spilled applesauce off your bag. You have yet to tell how it even got there though, and elected to watch as napkins and paper towels filled up trashbin.

“Jeeze you really got into it, huh kid?” He mumbled as he scrubbed at the cheap fibers smudged up with food.

For someone so much bigger than you, he was still careful with how he carried himself. Despite clearly not being the most thrilled to have to clean up after messes like this, there was some comfort to be had in known he'd never take it out on you.

"Alright.. there. Try not to get so trashed next time yeah? I know Naki ain't getting you another bag anytime soon."