“Lucky you.” Gokudera responds, wishing he had a familiar face for company, but also glad he doesn’t. He feels like a fool dressed up as he is, and put in this place without much of a leg to stand on. He may seem smart, but he has zero resources. No place to stay, or anywhere to go after this party.

He’s not going to ask anyone for help. The Tenth isn’t in attendance, and he’ll wake up later and they’ll invade the Millefiore base and kill Iris Shouichi, and go back to the past, and everything will go according to plan. Hopefully. Probably not, but… he’s got to be ready for that. Gokudera is armed to the tits, but it’s all well-concealed.

“I’ve got nothing for you.” Just unproductive conversation, apparently.