[center][h2]Mori[/h2][/center]
Mori doesn't allow his surprise at Yvette working on her own to show beyond raising an eyebrow. [color=#fefeee]”I have the balls to imply it because I'm normally right."[/color] He starts slowly, taking a moment to enjoy the seething anger in the girls eyes. He could probably get her to snap if he kept pressing, and part of him wanted to. He'd heard rumors that Yvette could be brought to a literal frothing rage if one tried hard enough. However, Yvette was nothing if not unpredictable on her own, and he couldn't rightly risk collateral damage, no matter how amusing it would be. 

He weighs his options for a moment, before continuing. [color=#fefeee]”Provided you're telling the truth, I..."[/color] He pauses, inching his face a little closer, eyes falling awkwardly between a heated glare and faux teenage bliss. [color=#fefeee]”Might be so inclined to let you play your game. But no injuries Yvette. Period."[/color] He adds, his tone uncharacteristically cold and devoid of his normally chipper trillings. It was not a tone he liked to use, it was an ugly clacking noise that grated on the ears. Something that a decidedly perfect young man like him should ever dish out casually.

And as quickly as it had come, it was gone. The warmth flooded back into his eyes as a more genuine smirk retook its place. [color=#fefeee]”In exchange, the moment we leave the cafeteria you shall be officially a fuck free zone"[/color]He chirps, before mumbling something quietly about that not being anything new. [color=#fefeee]”That said, I hope you have an exit strategy for this little silence spell of yours."[/color] He adds, bumping his nose gently against her. A prodding reminder of how this little meeting probably seems to onlookers. [color=#fefeee]”I believe you may have fucked yourself on this one Tiger."[/color] He adds, glad he was getting a parting shot in, and one so graciously gifted to him.