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Shun's mouth dipped into the beginnings of a frown as - what did Mari call Turbine-kun? Sakimoto? - pointedly turned away from him. Guess the eye contact was a mistake. This was really not turning out to be a good morning for the pixel boy, he was pretty much zero-for-two in the social interaction department. Speaking of social blunders, Shiki sounded annoyed now. Or maybe that was his normal voice, Shun really didn't know how to gauge quiet people.

[color=lightblue]"I don't mean to boast...but I was technically the first one to complete the objective before the uh...incident. That had to account for [i]something[/i], at the very least."[/color]

[color=2EFEC8]"Oh yeah, good job! I didn't even get a single rescue point."[/color] The sentiment was genuine, but the cheeriness felt forced. Shun felt hyperaware that anything he said could come off as patronizing now. What a mess. He should probably stop talking; Shiki wasn't even paying attention to him anymore, he looked like he was watching Airplane Arms.

The pasty spaz let out a deep exhale, resolved to finally shut his mouth and wait until he stopped feeling so on edge before approaching anyone else. A rare occasion! He shifted his weight from foot to foot uncomfortably; he felt tingly. The edges of his body were sporadically dissociating into cuboid bits before reforming into skin as if nothing had happened, possibly to the displeasure of any particularly squeamish onlookers. It was a pretty obvious nervous tick, but at least his body wasn't outright flickering yet. He was pretty sure this was his punishment for not getting enough sleep - awake-Shun would never have been this awkward.

This was promptly cut short as he got distracted by Hiroki's yelling - or rather, he started giggling like an idiot at the Magical Miracle Purity Light joke that someone responded with. At least, he thought it was a joke. 

[color=2EFEC8]"This'll be great."[/color] He snickered, fully prepared for Hiroki to start hunting down the offender who dared to question his status in the loudest and possibly windiest manner possible.

It seems he wouldn't get the chance, however, as the two-toned girl from the exam busted through the front door. How'd she get inside so fast? Was she a teacher in disguise or something? Nevertheless, he flailed his arm over his head in an enthusiastic wave of greeting before he caught her flagging someone down and followed her gaze. A teacher? That must be the Tanifuji-sensei that she mentioned. The earlier excitement he felt envigorated him back to his usual energy as the realization of this being a [i]hero school[/i] that he was now a [i]hero-in-training[/i] at hit him.

He snapped his head back toward Shiki for lack of a better target, stupid grin now back in its rightful place decorating Shun's face. [color=2EFEC8]"This is so cool! I feel like I'm dreaming! Except it's cold and not UA,"[/color] He beamed before he started bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet, not even pausing to take a breath inbetween his words, [color=2EFEC8]"C'mon-c'mon-c'mon-let's-go-inside!"[/color]

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[hider=tl;dr]Shun sticks his foot further in his mouth, then decides to just keep quiet for now while his body starts nervously flickering into pixels like a broken TV. Of course, this blessed period of Shun-less silence doesn't last very long, as he starts laughing at Hiroki being compared to Sailor Moon. And then he waves to Azukina, gawks at The Dragon, and starts bothering Shiki [i]again[/i]. Like an idiot.[/hider]