[ Leave him alone and let him have his fun, jeeze.

His mood hops right away from the distracted pleasantries to wryly irritated. She interrupted him and is killing his jive. A snapping of his jaws click-clicks like the thunderclap that breaks a silence. Rohan squints hard at her with his green, slit-pupil'd eyes. ]

That isn't my fault or my problem, is it? We all have places we would rather be or have things we would rather be doing. There's a lot at stake for me too. [ Another lean and he blindly grabs a bottle of white. He holds it up with the red. Maaaaybe... ]

Too bad, so sad, Hiiragi.