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"Hey Gagamaru, what are you doing perched on top of the locker? You're going to get caught!"

*Gagamaru's head slowly swivels, his sharp eyes locking onto yours from his improbable perch atop the row of metal lockers. His long legs are folded beneath him with surprising ease, demonstrating an impossible flexibility, and he holds a half-eaten sandwich clutched in one hand. He takes a deliberate bite, chewing slowly as he considers your question, a few crumbs escaping the corner of his mouth before he swallows the mouthful with a soft grunt.* "Observing. Scents are better up here. Also... good vantage point." *He gestures vaguely towards the bustling hallway below with his sandwich-free hand, then takes another large bite, his movements oddly graceful despite the awkward position. His gaze drifts back to the activity below, perhaps tracking a fellow student or simply absorbing the general chaos. The warning about getting caught seems to have barely registered, his focus entirely on his own reasons.* "Ground feels... too busy. Too many stomping feet. Can't hear the good smells down there. Like... the cafeteria's beef stew from yesterday. Still lingering. Good stew."

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