[his mouth almost opens to ask him to clarify the -- compliment? is that what it is? he's heard his classmate's mouth full of derision more than a handful of times, and yet this is just an odd, misplaced statement with little inflection...]
[but before he can manage, takasugi is continuing on, making him look around at the refuse still scattered about... and the considering frown he gives in return doesn't last long before he bends over to begin cleaning]
[cigarette butts and their empty packages, styrofoam and leftover lunch -- is that a dog collar? whose is that?]
I suppose it is the least I can do. You have already done your part. [JUST... AGREES, this submissive and naive personality, man.]
no subject
[but before he can manage, takasugi is continuing on, making him look around at the refuse still scattered about... and the considering frown he gives in return doesn't last long before he bends over to begin cleaning]
[cigarette butts and their empty packages, styrofoam and leftover lunch -- is that a dog collar? whose is that?]
I suppose it is the least I can do. You have already done your part. [JUST... AGREES, this submissive and naive personality, man.]