Okita laughed at that, moving on to his fries, but slowing down considerably. He didn't want to finish these and have to go to the steak. He honestly thought he got enough protein through other methods, and sometimes by asking the nurse to slip him something during the day. He ate, just not where many people saw him. "Yes, but I don't think it's possible for you to get on my bad side, Guy-san."

And he really didn't want to test if it was possible. People on Okita's bad side tended not to live very long. Those who were foolish enough to get on it and then antagonize him? Shorter still.　　After hesitating a moment, he tried the steak and managed not to make a face, even if the meat felt heavy on his tongue. At least it wasn't pork. He ate it politely and then stood up to go back to his work. "I'm lucky I'm not on yours though, considering how badly I teased you the first night we met."