[Yosuke's own crossed arms are a little noodly themselves, and the view from outside doesn't remotely cross his mind - he slides the butterknife back out of his sleeve and pushes it across as soon as he's had a moment to settle down. There, that's one thing in the universe that nobody can claim is his fault any more. Sure, he wouldn't have wound himself up half as much if he hadn't blurted it out in the first place, but it's something.]
Say, you couldn't call in another favour like that for the other charges too?
[Nahhh, he's joking. At least 85% of him is joking.]
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Say, you couldn't call in another favour like that for the other charges too?
[Nahhh, he's joking. At least 85% of him is joking.]