[Anders clears his throat, attempting his best not to look too heartbroken. He'd meant just anybody the child knew, but perhaps he was just as alone as Anders.

He squints at 'powerpoint' but remember their introduction sequence. So that was a 'powerpoint'? This place keeps getting stranger and stranger...]

That's the spirit!

[His smile is tight though, not as cheerful as his words. He sighs, looking down at his cup. Just the sight of it makes him want to shudder.]

Well, I think I've had enough of this. I don't suppose you would like the rest of it? Seems wasteful to throw it away...