A blank stare was all that was hiding behind Itsuki's face as what appeared to be either a prank, or a rather badly timed surprise party seemed to have unfolded. A tinge of red did cross his face once Faye kissed his helmet, however. Even if he knew that she was, by and large, off limits, it was still a proud thing for a guy like Itsuki to get a kiss and a compliment for something he tried his best at.

Bashfully taking a seat, Itsuki would quickly shift the scales that were forming his helmet away and down to his shoulders, the slightly orange-ish shoulder plates being covered in a mixture of gold and ocher. [color=a2d39c][b]"...So, just to be clear, this ISN'T about a Rating Game?"[/b][/color] he asked, still somewhat lost on the matter.

Javier swiftly produced a few wine-filled glasses, and several more cups of coffee, one for each person present. Each was perfectly balanced on the plate, the steam still wafting off the rims of the cups. [color=92278f][b]"My apologies, it is against my policy to serve minors alcohol. However, as a substitute, I have brewed my personal favorite blend."[/b][/color] he says, swiftly delivering drinks to those who would ask for them, his balance not wavering even once. [color=92278f][b]"Should anyone desire, I could get another drink, if one doesn't care for caffeine."[/b][/color]

Silently, Itsuki wondered if this guy was the him of Andreas' peerage.