This time, his brows raised, if not at the further invasion, which had been to be expected. It's what Naruto was like, simple as that. Their conversation topic, though, was taking a turn to the ridiculous and would probably evolve into a pure string of insults with no solution soon enough.
He resisted the urge to remove that hand from himself, inhaling deeply before he released a heavy sigh. He could sense a headache in his near future. Then again, when in conversation with the other, it had become something of a standard result. "Naruto," He muttered, not caring to match the blond in volume anymore. And he had the right to reach up and readjust those glasses in what could probably be a caring gesture if he didn't have the excuse to rely on that Naruto looked untidy and Neji wasn't the type to accept it - the eyes Naruto so cursed recently now drowning out that angered spark.
He kept his fingertips at the rim of his glasses with a thoughtful look.
"I'm not discussing this with you intoxicated."
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