Gruffydd was getting very annoyed at this point.  He had not thought it possible, but there was more inane drivel here than in his own classroom.  He would have put an end to it quickly, if he had found Keigo in the small crowd that had gathered there.  It turned out that, despite generally knowing where they were, it is difficult to look for someone when you don’t know what they look like.

	But after a few grating minutes—including one mocking underclassman whom he chose to ignore—he was able to puzzle out which one of them was Keigo.  As he approached him, Keigo made a rather interesting suggestion to a supposedly fearless classmate of his.  While, in the back of his mind, part of him knew that he couldn’t really blame Keigo for this when he had jumped into the headfirst, Gruffydd needed to let off some steam.  Plus, he was being a little shit.  While the girl he was talking to was acting polite, it was clear to him that she had no interest in this cacophony—she just lacked any sort of enthusiasm for it all.

	“My, my, how positively [i]noble[/i].”  Gruffydd’s voice was dripping with sarcasm, “You’re Keigo, right?”  With the underclassman’s affirmative, Gruffydd continued, “I just have to tell you how courageous that is.  You go around telling everyone about how somehow got this mysterious code, to text from this mysterious building, and then suggest that [i]someone else[/i] go and try it out.  How unspeakably [i]brave[/i] of you.”