Yamato ran a hand through his hair, trying to smooth down the somewhat dishevelled locks, and muttered something under his breath when he saw that it was trembling slightly. He stuffed them into his pockets, squeezing them into fists, and glared at the far wall like it was the cause of his shame.
"...I would appreciate it if you forgot about what just transpired," he said, his tone flat and even, "I acted shamefully."
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Yamato ran a hand through his hair, trying to smooth down the somewhat dishevelled locks, and muttered something under his breath when he saw that it was trembling slightly. He stuffed them into his pockets, squeezing them into fists, and glared at the far wall like it was the cause of his shame.
"...I would appreciate it if you forgot about what just transpired," he said, his tone flat and even, "I acted shamefully."