[All that does finally get Shuichi to look up at Ouma, and there's probably about twenty different emotions going on on his face at the same time. Bewilderment, frustration, confusion. A hint of irritation over this obvious attempt trip him up when Ouma was the one who swore him to silence in the first place. A bit of hurt, maybe.
His mouth presses together into a thin line in his attempt to battle all that back down and he averts his gaze. He makes himself busy finally reaching to gather himself some breakfast from an assortment of foods someone had set out on the table, pointedly keeping his eyes on his task.]
We already broke it for training.
[He's not that much of a goody-two-shoes. Does Ouma even know about their training sessions? Shuichi hasn't mentioned it himself, and he highly doubts Kaito or Maki have, but Ouma always seems to know more than he should about everything going on.]
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His mouth presses together into a thin line in his attempt to battle all that back down and he averts his gaze. He makes himself busy finally reaching to gather himself some breakfast from an assortment of foods someone had set out on the table, pointedly keeping his eyes on his task.]
We already broke it for training.
[He's not that much of a goody-two-shoes. Does Ouma even know about their training sessions? Shuichi hasn't mentioned it himself, and he highly doubts Kaito or Maki have, but Ouma always seems to know more than he should about everything going on.]