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If there was anything the Hyuuga didn't fail to notice, it was Naruto's reactions. It was almost satisfactory to see Naruto contradict his own anger at the hands of the other -- but then again, who would Neji be to jump to conclusions about whether or not and how much or little this was at all unusual.
After all, he now knew perfectly well what kind of drunk the other was.
The things he didn't know, the countless questions that had come up over the past ten months were likely what was giving Neji the sense of purpose not to let Naruto's words deter him at all. He continued about neatly folding the glasses, though kept his eyes on the other's face, before hooking a finger into his shirt pocket just enough to let the accessory slip inside.
There were some matters he simply hated to be literal about, but clearly, all skirting and metaphors had taken them nowhere, if not worse places. Whether it was the stubbornness to remain dense on Naruto's part or the stubbornness to remain decent on his own, something needed to be done about it. His lips quirked briefly at the fact that the first wall was out of the way, patted on to straighten out wrinkles that weren't there, for others soon to follow.
"For once, I think you're absolutely right."
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