Yamamoto seems confused by the lack of acknowledgement of his gesture, but shrugs it off. No skin off his back. He's just going to keep smiling... and turn his attention back to Hayato for a moment... because good lord that face cannot be ignored any longer.

"Nice to meet you too! So Hayato-"

"Gokudera."

"How old are you exactly now? I mean... they said you got pulled in some weird time thing right?"

The teen growled, it was a stupid question, "Well considering no time passed here, I'm still fifteen idiot."

"C'mon you know what I mean~"

Hayato sighed and rolled his eyes. "Almost seventeen, happy? Now get the fuck off, I don't need you hangin' off me like a friggin' shoulder monkey!"

And with that he FINALLY pushes Yamamoto off, who just laughs. This was an everyday thing after all. It was refreshing to have a bit of normalcy after being in the hospital wing for two weeks. It was pretty nice to meet a new face too, a friendly one anyway. He folds his arms behind his head and turns back to Ryuutaro, almost laughing.



"Is he always like this with you too?"

"go to hell!"