[Sano is highly amused at the berating tone, and chuckles, but he supposes the DADA teacher is right. He isn't getting any younger, no matter how he liked to pretend, that he's still ripe 20 years old.]
Aye, aye.
[He says and socks his head, to look at Aidou. Only then does he notice how very close they are standing and his nervousity from earlier slams into him full force again, and he prays that Jirou's scent isn't still lingering there, somewhere.]
I'll be off then.
[He makes sure to not let it show on his face though, and makes a move to leave.]
Around at night.
Aye, aye.
[He says and socks his head, to look at Aidou. Only then does he notice how very close they are standing and his nervousity from earlier slams into him full force again, and he prays that Jirou's scent isn't still lingering there, somewhere.]
I'll be off then.
[He makes sure to not let it show on his face though, and makes a move to leave.]
Good night, Aidou.