There is no response in the feelings from the dokkaebi, but it is overall a warm and fuzzy kind of feeling. Honestly, there is a general sense of goodwill in this room as a whole, even if he puts the dokkaebi down.
[he does indeed put it down! and since a feeling feels less invasive than a memory, he's going to carefully pick up the pieces of the bingo card next, trying to put them together.]
It looks like what happened is that it was ripped into quarters, and then two of those quarters were ripped into further pieces. It's going to take a bit to piece it all together, though if he is patient, he will get her bingo card.
What he gets from it--from the card as a whole, really--is a sense of unease and confusion, but also a sense of desire: the half-feral cat, lurking at the edges of a crowd, who wants desperately to have these nice comforting things, and yet is too wild and wary to entirely accept it. Knowing that this is foolish does not actually make it any easier to make yourself take what appears to be offered to you.
The Sun card, upon contact, gives him the memory that is detailed here, minus all the game chatter going on around it. It's a warm feeling, and a lot less with the edges of uncertainty that have accompanied the other game-related pieces.
There is no response, though the card is gently warm in his hand; it feels like sticking one's arm into a sunbeam to soak up some of its warmth on a pleasant day.
There does not appear to be; it's just all carefully controlled chaos. Perhaps the most notable thing to him would be that there are multiple items with team colors on them. The rest are a whole variety of random and varied knickknacks.
[he gives the array a smile, reaching out to give a little pat to the dragon around the moon and planetary model before, curious, he looks around for anything with kraken colors on it.]
There are four for Kraken! Like the Cerberus pieces, they're scattered around, though that bright sea green is probably easier to spot than the warm purple.
A bubble tea charm, with the Archer symbol on one of the little boba.
A figurine of a phoenix in flight, wings open, with a Lancer symbol hidden in the flames.
An uncustomized ball-jointed doll, on a display stand, with a handful of different outfits in its arms. The Assassin symbol is stitched onto one of the outfits.
A little jar of fireflies, with the Caster symbol carved into the lid.
It takes a couple of seconds of contact before it filters in: an amused sort of fondess, maybe slightly tinged with exasperation, the way a kid might roll her eyes and say yes, Mom when scolded, annoyed but also aware that it comes from a place of concern. It's a gentle feeling, a shoulder bump of solidarity.
Like with his, most of these take a second or two for the impressions to kick in. Most of these are also affectionate, tinted with something else--except for the bubble tea one, where the feeling from that is perhaps best summarized as "????????"
The phoenix has a sense of almost childish excitement that is attached to it, and the doll is... mostly concerned, but it's clear that Ritsuka is still fond of them both.
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[after a moment:]
I hope you've gotten to experience more of the world since then. There's a lot of wonderful things out there, and wonderful people to meet.
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[and with that, he'll reach out to pick up the... mass of tentacles.]
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Unlike everything else in the room, though, when he reaches for it, it actually responds, smacking at his hand like an annoyed cat.
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[he glances around at the room at that, seeing anything if there's anything else immediately noticeable to check out (including a door).]
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If he's looking for any other specific teams, there are less of those, but equally varied.
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in quick succession, he'll graze his fingers across everything else in kraken colors.]
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The phoenix has a sense of almost childish excitement that is attached to it, and the doll is... mostly concerned, but it's clear that Ritsuka is still fond of them both.
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