[He's somewhere between unhappy resignation and the way a cat looks when it's getting carried to a bathtub. Naruto looks at the chocolate streak they've made on the way down, at the tear in the elbow of his suit. He has no idea where his mask it.
Guess he'll need a curtain too. When his head swivels back to look at Jae-ha, his expression is creased with deep suspicion.]
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Guess he'll need a curtain too.
When his head swivels back to look at Jae-ha, his expression is creased with deep suspicion.]
You grabbed my thing.