[ To feel helpless. If there was something he was going to say, it stops short. Lips press together, watching him despite feeling exactly what goes through his companion. The impatient shot makes the balls go flying but likely not in the direction he had meant. Jin perks her ears before plopping her chin on one of Niah's big paws, gaze still directed at the two of them. ]

Doesn't seem like it'd demand much then. Just a means to find someone.

[ And Yomiel really believes they won't be able to find that person even after this? It's something to be curious about. How their hopes for it is already low to begin with. What kind of situation were they in, he wonders... ]

..Right, the fried chicken.

[ It sounds like he's come to the realization but he couldn't have forgotten. The promises he's made to the children. To the wishes and goals that the other members had. He starts to aim, carefully, much as he's able with his sling. ]

There will be more than enough time to do everything.

[ That much he does agree with. ]