Its weird but…it looked like he really wanted to kill me. He must have been affected too…
[Yuta stepped over to the sink and filled a small glass with water, returning to his spot at the table and setting it down. Almost instantly, his face changed from being sullen to a cheerful look.]
I guess its okay since its over now. I don't want to start sounding like that idiot back home or Ashura-niichan might not like me anymore. Do you want me to save some of this so you can have something to take when you have to go out for patrol, that way you won't get hungry? [yep, changing the subject is always the best at times like this]