[ marco runs a hand through his hair with nothing sort of exasperation and frustration at the situation. with his foot, he absentmindedly rolls a soda back toward the machine, before casting kuramochi a look as he continues speaking. ]

I am going to alert maintenance about it. Clean this up, maybe.

[ he doesn't have particularly high hopes for that endeavor, either. ]

... But if you wanted to take a few cans in the meanwhile, I won't tell on you.