The scent of coffee reminded him of the days back at the Sakaki household. The days before he was found out and forced to return to the Fusion Dimension. The food didn't hold a candle to Yoko Sakaki's cooking either, he thought to himself, stabbing at his potatoes and putting them inside his mouth.
"You seem angrier today than usual, Sora-kun." Sora looked up from his breakfast plate to the person sitting across from him.
"Oh? What makes you say that, Yuuri?" After their mission failures, the Professor introduced them to each other, insisting that they 'get along because you will be partners from now on'. Sora wasn't too fond of the idea, since Yuuri looked too much like Yuuya, despite having the almost exact opposite personality.
Taking a sip from his coffee cup, Yuuri let himself relax before answering him. "You have mutilated your breakfast and are staring at me like you'd like to take your fork and feast on my innards. My, my, you're a bloodthirsty one, aren't you? I like that in a person."
Swallowing his food, Sora continued to glare at his 'partner.' "Too bad that I don't care about what you think of me." Picking up his half-eaten plate, he left the room.
Yuuri leaned forward and rested his elbows on the table. He picked up Sora's forgotten cup and drained it in one go. "What a waste."