[It is a genuine shame that Mista doesn't know what a tsundere is, because he would call Shinjiro out right the fuck now. He understands the vibe, he just doesn't have a word for it. It reminds him a little bit of Fugo, except Fugo would be kicking him right now for even talking about this shit. Like Fugo, then, but softer. Purer. Gentler.]

[He ruffles Shinjiro's hair. Through . . . the beanie. Yep.]

None of the shit I just said has anything to do with the mission, so. No dice, you get no points on that one. You'd be a shit debater.

[Slinging his arm around Shinji's neck again, he steers them towards . . . not here. Farther away from those girls, at a slow but deliberate pace, just in case they do decide to follow.]

So what the hell happened there, exactly?