"I'd be more than glad to listen to anything you'd like to tell me, anytime you'd like to say." The offer was immediate and quite sincere. The situation was, admittedly, less than ideal for idle chat of things which most people would consider secondary or tertiary at least - but Domeki was always glad for the chance to learn more, especially when it came to subjects which were generally not covered outside of books and fairy tales. He found himself glad, too, that his questions seemed to please Bell and that she appeared to be eager to talk about herself and her unique situation. "If you'd like we can exchange a story for a story - you about yourself and me about Japan...or if there's anything else you'd like to ask. I can't guarantee that I'd know enough to always answer, but I will do what I can."
"We can ask him to cook something sweet for us once we get out of here. I don't know if he can find the ingredients for it, but we could even ask him to cook one of the sweet foods I've mentioned, if you'd like to try them." It never did seem to occur to Domeki that Watanuki might not be in the mood to cook anything for either of them whether ingredients could be found or not - but, when it came to cooking, the idiot's wishes hardly entered into the equation; it was always just assumed that Watanuki would cook whatever Domeki could think to ask for. "It might be easier to convince him to cook if we tried to throw a party - and something fun might be just what everyone needs to take their minds away from everything that has happened." Domeki wasn't entirely sure that he had much faith in the fact that anything short of a rescue could distract the captives from their fate, butt he could see the wisdom in giving them something to help everyone bind together and to see each other as allies. "It'd be worth mentioning, anyway - even if you'd like to try a sampling of his food beforehand."
The problem with asking Domeki what they would be listening or looking for when knocking upon the walls was that he had little experience with anything such as this. At the immediate moment, he was acting purely on guesswork and intuition - how long these would serve him was questionable but he did mean to do what he could to get the both of them through this adventure in two pieces. "It should sound hollow, I think, if there isn't anything behind it. Sort of how i would sound when you knock on a door?" He wasn't entirely sure if that was an apt description but it seemed good enough for the moment. "If they hear us, then I'm sure they'll answer. They might even be looking for us, by now. It's probably only a matter of time before we escape this room."
More optimistic than he was feeling, perhaps, but the reassurances seemed to come naturally to him.