Kouchisei was busy eating his pickles, and looked more shocked than displeased when it was interrupted by a voice that made the environment a lot dirtier. Really, what kind of example was he setting by acting as a petulant child?
What did she want, he asked himself. Why was she here? He was eating to stop himself from talking. The unfortunate thing, of course, was that she was not leaving.
"If I could figure out what you wanted, I'd ask you to sit down with me," he said finally.