Orcelito manages a chuckle; it is a relief to know he's not the only one considering the job. Being in a formerly closed-off country and looking into their unique classes, he was erring on the side of caution, waiting to see what the others would do.

He was a little nauseous after watching people disappear and reappear and toss things into bigger-on-the-inside voids. A baked snack is appealing. Glancing at Mari for advice, she shrugs; she sees no reason not to accept.

"It would help, thank you.” Orcelito moves so he’s occupying the left side of the bench with Mari settled on the back over his shoulder. "I wouldn't rule it out yet. It's an impressive job. The precognition and healing abilities are worth considering."