[ The feed flickers on, and Hunk's swallowing down what looks like the remains of a few cinnamon rolls. At once. He just sighs. ]

I gave them a few months of patience and they still don't want to give us anything, Shiro. Not even a reason why they're being so dodgy. At least the Blades told us when they didn't trust us. [ Pouty face! But after a few moments it fades, and he's just looking downcast. ]

I want to work with them, but it's hard when they ask us to help them get people out of the Dream Width and still treat us like they have since we got here. [ He pauses for a moment, and raises an eyebrow. ] Maybe we should invite one of them over for dinner? Food's a great peace offering.