"Until we got successful enough to pay someone else to make up our hair posses," Kaoru said, shifting his weight, "but Kyo still does it when we've got to travel light."
He didn't get to the age he did, with the responsibilities he did, without noticing things. Lack of eye contact, a tilted head. Features of Shinya he didn't question, and maybe should have.
He paused, rubbed the beer from his lips with the back of his hand and grinned.
"Shinya's the normal one," he said, by way of explanation, and set down his empty bottle to reach for another.