[It is nice, to feel like there is something he can do. Something he can dedicate his energy to. Feeling this idle, this listless like he has since coming here, it has done nothing good for his nerves or health. If he can be productive he can pull himself out of that dark hole he's fallen into.]

[To be productive means to exist after all.]

[He reaches into his coat and pulls out a little notebook. The time has come for clip-board-san.]

Very weeeeell~ then as your appointed, may I have a list of priorities for me to complete? I will make a list and begin planning immediately.