Hayato leaned back and took the bandanna off his head, well at least it kept his hair from getting in the food... albeit not the other way around. It was going to be fun washing white powder out of his silver hair.

He didn't care for now though. He took his plate and Ryuutaro's with the intent to wash them, he knew he could at least do THAT much.

"I don't mind! I'll wash the dishes."

And with that he walked over to the sink to prepare it, leaving his clothes on the chair.