[The mustache is moved back into it's rightful place without any blink or flinch to the chopsticks that had suddenly become very intimate to his face--the only response for Katsura to reach up, patting the cheap plastic to more securely adhere it to his upper lip.]
Ah, yes. Thank you.
[The afro is also readjusted--if the mustache was unkempt, then it would only be logical that the wig would have followed suit--and another shushing motion is made with his fingers.]
You haven't seen the disciplinary committee have you? [Despite all his shushing he makes no effort to whisper, though his eyes do make a quick scan across the cafeteria area.]
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Ah, yes. Thank you.
[The afro is also readjusted--if the mustache was unkempt, then it would only be logical that the wig would have followed suit--and another shushing motion is made with his fingers.]
You haven't seen the disciplinary committee have you? [Despite all his shushing he makes no effort to whisper, though his eyes do make a quick scan across the cafeteria area.]