"True..." He didn't think of that when he issued the challenge to watch him. But, still, watch him, he can do this. Yamamoto doesn't say anything, but he sees the lip chewing, he can bet it's because he ruined Gokudera's cigarettes. Forgive him. He can not bring himself to offer a solution to getting more; he worries about his friend's health. Not that he ruined them on purpose, he wouldn't do that.
"Huh, I guess, some people wouldn't like it, but I think everyone we know does." After all, wouldn't it be a comforting smell, kind of like home? Here he is on a roll, and he has no idea he is even batting a hundred at this point, shame. He does, but he is also a clean young man, which means he washes his uniform and practice clothing. Except, he is pretty sure he did not get his uniform taken care of before being dragged off, "I washed them, they were clean in my bag when I got here." Though he may not sweat as bad as some, his age and stamina help, his body is conditioned to go into high gear it takes a lot to get his blood pumping enough to make him sweat.
"Okay, if you're sure." He folds the items and puts them back in his bag. It's warm enough; he just spreads his tee out to dry and figures his pants can do the job of drying themselves on his body. It's not so bad; he isn't uncomfortable since he is in his casual clothes as it is. "I didn't think of that, sorry I don't wear suits." He laughs; it's just not his standard choice of attire. Even formal gatherings for his family was more about traditional than suits. He is a product of his father, and it shows quite often in the young man.
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"Huh, I guess, some people wouldn't like it, but I think everyone we know does." After all, wouldn't it be a comforting smell, kind of like home? Here he is on a roll, and he has no idea he is even batting a hundred at this point, shame. He does, but he is also a clean young man, which means he washes his uniform and practice clothing. Except, he is pretty sure he did not get his uniform taken care of before being dragged off, "I washed them, they were clean in my bag when I got here." Though he may not sweat as bad as some, his age and stamina help, his body is conditioned to go into high gear it takes a lot to get his blood pumping enough to make him sweat.
"Okay, if you're sure." He folds the items and puts them back in his bag. It's warm enough; he just spreads his tee out to dry and figures his pants can do the job of drying themselves on his body. It's not so bad; he isn't uncomfortable since he is in his casual clothes as it is. "I didn't think of that, sorry I don't wear suits." He laughs; it's just not his standard choice of attire. Even formal gatherings for his family was more about traditional than suits. He is a product of his father, and it shows quite often in the young man.