Mako frowned at Ophelia. 'It's good to get out' was a phrase he was well familiar with but he wasn't sure he ever agreed with. What was wrong with just wanting to be where and do what made you comfortable. Why did he have to go out of his way to do things? Why couldn't everyone else just do it his way? Respecting someone else's habits and preferences went both ways, didn't it?

"That sounds...." Juvenile? Cluttered? Troublesome? Maybe this two way street of respect wasn't so easy after all. "Well...I'm sure you all enjoyed yourselves, kupo." He looked back at his book, but he'd lost his place and his mood was shot. Sighing, he closed it and set it aside.

"So is this why you're here? Just to be with others, kupo?"