[Zhao Yunlan is also not a big fan. In fact, he's far enough from a fan of the idea that his tirade is probably the reason he's a patient here. He waves from his spot perched on the corner of one of the brightly colored picnic tables when he sees Cloud looking around, and gestures him over to find a seat. There's the picnic table, there's a comfy sofa, there's a gosh-darned beanbag. For the things that don't matter at all, the Clipper gives them plenty of options.]
Hey there. Have a seat, take a deep breath, you look like you could use both those things.
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Hey there. Have a seat, take a deep breath, you look like you could use both those things.