Time sure does fly when you're having... f...fun? He wouldn't call this 'fun', really, but keeping his hands busy with clearing up the area while he lets his mind wander does leave time feeling particularly slippery. He has found that while doing his best to stay diligent, he's been slowly feeling more and more drained, his thoughts a little more and more cloudy, so when Kyoko finally sounds the lunch bell, it sounds... Good? More accurately, like he feels faintly guilty about stopping, but also maybe like the break will help him shake whatever dreariness has decided to settle on his shoulders.

So, yeah... yeah. Lets take a break to eat.

"Lunch sounds good," he calls back, carefully pulling himself back up to his feet from where he'd been working and dusting himself off.