[Probably for the best, definitely. Not only would he have concentrated all his attention on Rean then, he'd definitely be thrown for a loop as to why Rean would be on the verge of a breakdown.

What is this...friends caring about him...]

He's such a miser, 'chinko. One little piece of bacon and suddenly you're on a diet.

But alright, alright, time to research what little snacks I can give you that have the Rean Schwarzer seal of approval. [As he plays with Pachinko's paws.]

...

You want anything to drink? Pretty sure I've got some of that gatorade leftover...