[Conan takes that as an 'okay' and hurries into the infirmary. The sinks are high (like they always are), but he methodically pulls a chair over here, walks along the counters there, and uses various other improvised methods to get what he wants where he wants it. He's certainly had to do it enough times at home -- when a good supply source is found, it's up to everyone to collect as much as they can as quickly as they can, including the kids. There's only so long that a store's windows can hold out against the weight of multiple zombies.
There's some nice, big glasses in the cupboards, and he fills two as full as he can get them with warm water, carefully making his way back down to the floor with them and then back over to Kaito. One glass goes on the floor, and the other gets held out to the older boy]
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There's some nice, big glasses in the cupboards, and he fills two as full as he can get them with warm water, carefully making his way back down to the floor with them and then back over to Kaito. One glass goes on the floor, and the other gets held out to the older boy]
Can you drink?