Ananias let out an exasperated sigh as he set his spoon down back into his bowl of half-eaten gruel. "Do you want to ask me something, or are you just going to just sit there and quietly watch me eat, because, no offense, but you seem like the type of guy who would plausibly do that sort of thing in his spare time."

Tenk set his elbows on top of the table Ananias was eating his breakfast at and disinterestedly laid his head onto his hands as he gave his friend a nonchalant shrug and answered, "Well, I WAS planning on waiting until you finished your breakfast before requesting for you to participate in another discussion about one's existence with me, but now that you mention it, I suppose I could simply ask you to humor me again as you ate. You are a big boy in human terms, are you not? That should mean that you should be fully capable of doing both at the same time, yes?"

"You mean like multitasking, right?" Ananias gave his friend a nonchalant shrug of his own. "Sure, I guess I can do that." He then frowned, before asking, "But since when was I your go-to guy for existential debates?"

Tenk frowned as he shook his head and waved his hand disapprovingly at Ananias' seemingly insignificant question. "Where in what world would the answer to that question make any difference whatsoever? Now will you grant my request or not?"

Ananias raised his hands up in an attempt to calm the childlike-looking man down. "Alright, alright, I will," he said in that usual emotionless tone of voice of his. He scooped himself another spoonful of gruel. "Now what exactly about our existences did you want to discuss?"

Tenk, almost uncharacteristically excitedly, situated himself so that his knees would be laying on his chair so that he could lean ever forward against the edge of the table they were both sitting at, supporting his leaning body with one of his hands as he used the other one to help him convey what he was about to say. "Well, remember how you said that, even if our existences on this world are ultimately meaningless, you would like your existence to ultimately be a happy one?"

Ananias nodded as he digested his spoonful of gruel. "Yeah."

"And remember how you said that what ultimately made you happy was being with your family or if you knew you were making your family proud?"

Ananias, suspicious of where this point of Tenk's was going, looked up from his breakfast to give the male Manakete a somewhat cautious and inquisitive look. "Yeah," he said slowly.

"Well, your response had got me thinking," Tenk leaned in closer and quietly asked, "what would happen if you had your entire family taken away from you? How would you make your life happy then?"

Ananias averted his eyes to the side for a second awkwardly before reverting them back towards Tenk and answering, "I'd hang out with my friends?"

Tenk raised an eyebrow slightly in surprise. "Truly?" he asked.

Ananias slowly nodded. "Yeah."

"And why is that?" Tenk asked.

Ananias gave Tenk the closest thing to a bewildered look a man devoid of successfully emoting could muster. "Because I already know what it feels like to lose my entire family," Ananias answered dryly. "Remember?"

At first, Tenk gave Ananias an inquisitive look, but as soon as he realized what Ananias was referring to, he quickly gasped, blushed immensely, and sat himself back down into his seat. "O-Oh," was all he could say before an awkward silence began between the two. After a couple of long moments passed between the two, Tenk uncomfortably cleared his throat, before awkwardly asking, "W-Well, hypothetically speaking, what would you do if you lost your friends as well?"

Ananias nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders. "Well then I'd find myself some new friends after I'd finished mourning over the old ones," he answered simply as he played around with his gruel by stirring it with his spoon mindlessly.

Tenk looked up at the taller man in wonder for a moment, before asking, "And what would you do if you could not make any other friends after having lost your old ones?"

Ananias shrugged his shoulders casually, before answering, "Then I guess I'll just find myself a job and hope that it will help me distract myself from the fact that I suck at making friends."

"And what if you couldn't find a job that could do that, or what if you were forced to face the fact that you were incapable of making any new friends?" Tenk quietly asked.

Ananias thought about it for a moment, before casually shrugging his shoulders, and answering, "Then I guess I'd be sad then."

Tenk's eyes widened due to the surprisingly ominous response Ananias had given to him. "Really?" he asked quietly. "Is that truly how much it would take for your existence to feel like a sad one?"

Ananias simply shrugged. "Well, with the way this conversation is going, yeah, it probably would."

It was then that Tenk started to take abnormally deep breaths. "That's… that's all it takes."

Ananias gave the Manakete a quick look of concern, before asking, "You feeling okay there Tenk?"

Despite nodding his head to reassure Ananias that he was fine, Ananias knew better. Tenk's abnormal breathing was not stopping and he was beginning to slowly make his leave. "Of… of course I'm fine!" Tenk said, letting out the heartiest laugh he could possibly muster in order to assuage his friend's suspicions of his current mental and emotional state. "Why wouldn't I be fine?! After all, I know the ultimate truth, don't I?!" He then let out a laugh that would've understandably been mistaken for a laugh belonging to a madman. "All life is meaningless! Nothing matters! Absolutely nothing matters!" He laughed madly again to himself as he left a somewhat startled Ananias alone to his own devices, though with what had just happened, Ananias doubted that he would be able to perform his own devices properly for quite a while, at least until he got to the bottom of what exactly was going on with the male Manakete.

As Ananias looked on as Tenk slowly made his leave (attracting concerned and startled looks from whomever he passed as he did so), Ananias slowly shook his head as he heaved a heavy sigh, and murmured, "Now that can't be good."