[He rolls his eyes as he pushes off the wall and crosses to where his winter coat is hanging on the door. A moment to draw the deck of cards out of its pocket, then he tosses them directly at Ren's face with every expectation that he'll catch them -- though he doesn't join them at the table. After all, Ren's question is a transparent attempt to get him involved, and ever contrary, Akechi refuses to accept an obvious (pity) invitation.]
Yoshizawa-san, help me separate out the food. I won't tolerate a haphazard mess.
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[He rolls his eyes as he pushes off the wall and crosses to where his winter coat is hanging on the door. A moment to draw the deck of cards out of its pocket, then he tosses them directly at Ren's face with every expectation that he'll catch them -- though he doesn't join them at the table. After all, Ren's question is a transparent attempt to get him involved, and ever contrary, Akechi refuses to accept an obvious (pity) invitation.]
Yoshizawa-san, help me separate out the food. I won't tolerate a haphazard mess.