"You're in ANBU," Ryouma pointed out. "You could dodge." Experimentally, he crunched the candy between his molars. The healing gumline where the dentists had extracted two shattered teeth was a little sore, but not actually painful. "On second thought, you don't have to ask me about the mission after all. Put both of us off our dinner."

The kid had a good smile, when he actually showed it. His laugh was still a bit high-pitched; Ryouma guessed it'd settle down when his voice finished breaking and his chest filled out.

He looked like a decent kid. A bit boring, maybe, but...

Maybe Ryouma could do with some boring for a change.

"Tousaki Ryouma," he said, pushing himself back to his feet. "And speaking of dinner, that candy's good, but it's not gonna cut it. I owe you one. You wanna take it out in food, or flesh?"