[Realistically, he knows this isn't actually accomplishing anything, because they definitely can't have a conversation about this right here and now even if Ouma were to actually cooperate, and he's pretty sure his soul would evacuate his body on the spot if Ouma actually tried.
But he's frustrated and he can't parse any kind of meaning behind the returned kick, so he just...kicks Ouma again. Very mature.
He's so distracted by this train of thought and clearly very effective kicking strategy that he doesn't notice Kaito's talking to him until the astronaut jostles him abruptly with a vaguely concerned ribbing. Shuichi startles, looking back to his friend a bit guiltily and definitely slightly pink, as if anyone could tell what he was doing on what was on his mind.]
Ah...sorry. I'm just a little tired.
[Right. Stop worrying about Ouma for a few minutes. Just eat and blend in.]
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But he's frustrated and he can't parse any kind of meaning behind the returned kick, so he just...kicks Ouma again. Very mature.
He's so distracted by this train of thought and clearly very effective kicking strategy that he doesn't notice Kaito's talking to him until the astronaut jostles him abruptly with a vaguely concerned ribbing. Shuichi startles, looking back to his friend a bit guiltily and definitely slightly pink, as if anyone could tell what he was doing on what was on his mind.]
Ah...sorry. I'm just a little tired.
[Right. Stop worrying about Ouma for a few minutes. Just eat and blend in.]