[Ooh, bad step. Shiroe rolls his eyes unabashedly, with all the airs of a teenager who can't believe an adult could be so willfully blind to some greater truth. A bit more serious than most, but all the same. He hates and resents the entire system and has never been shy about that much, but when faced with snacks and much nicer questions, he decides not to dwell.
So, as he plucks a frosted cookie of some kind from its tray,] I'm really good at it.
I can build all kinds of machines-- top of the class, you see. It's my hobby.
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So, as he plucks a frosted cookie of some kind from its tray,] I'm really good at it.
I can build all kinds of machines-- top of the class, you see. It's my hobby.
[is he oozing enough pride yet]