Aside from the awkward step he takes, halting in midair for a second before forcefully coming down, as if he hadn't been sure if he wanted to pivot and round in on Bakugou or keep moving forward, Shindou doesn't outwardly react. Doesn't even bother vocalizing the question pressing down on his tongue, now secured back in his mouth. The only thing he does is make the left he'd been directed to make, a single thought on his mind:
Ahhh, what an annoying guy.]
...hah, got it. [The building's much like the others scattered across the campus, so the awe's starting to wear off, but he's sure it'll be back tenfold once he's entered through the sliding doors. He has to remind himself that Ketsubutsu technically has sliding doors, too. Just not the automatic kind.
Shindou doesn't look back when he next speaks up, eyes fixed at some point ahead of them.]
So no other questions? Not even about who was really trying to land themselves in your bed?
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Aside from the awkward step he takes, halting in midair for a second before forcefully coming down, as if he hadn't been sure if he wanted to pivot and round in on Bakugou or keep moving forward, Shindou doesn't outwardly react. Doesn't even bother vocalizing the question pressing down on his tongue, now secured back in his mouth. The only thing he does is make the left he'd been directed to make, a single thought on his mind:
Ahhh, what an annoying guy.]
...hah, got it. [The building's much like the others scattered across the campus, so the awe's starting to wear off, but he's sure it'll be back tenfold once he's entered through the sliding doors. He has to remind himself that Ketsubutsu technically has sliding doors, too. Just not the automatic kind.
Shindou doesn't look back when he next speaks up, eyes fixed at some point ahead of them.]
So no other questions? Not even about who was really trying to land themselves in your bed?