Fives is quiet for a few long moments, just breathing, slow and even, letting all the pieces settle in his mind. "Okay," he finally answers. "Okay, I... I should do it now, or at least soon." So there's plenty of time to sort things out one way or another before he has to show up for dinner shift.
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"Hey, Mister Vanilla Bean. I've got somebody here that wants to try talking to you again after all. Is now good?"