Yep. That sure was a rough-looking punk ass sitting right there, bent over a few sheets of paper. Looked like he was really focused on his folds. Or, he had been. It seemed like now he was really focused on Zenitsu, gold eyes having raised to level a scrutinizing stare at the other boy.

... It'd been a minute since someone had backed off before he'd even said anything. It was weird to think he'd almost gotten used to that not happening. Huh!

"Looking for someone?"

Oh, yeah, he heard him.