[in short: yes. in long: especially when in relation to Shouyou Hinata, yes.]
[he very carefully keeps himself from immediately beaming upon victory, because one, it wasn't actually a victory (it was a bit of a victory), and two, Nic probably would just look grumpier (and he was supposed to for the purpose of this visit be kind, for all their tussling made that stick).]
[with a smile that wasn't a beam but did brim with happiness in a manner almost more unbecoming, he nodded vigorously, and swayed up to his feet. half-turned to the exit, stopped, waited.]
It'll go real smoothly! It'll be over before you know it! [quickly signing, as it was more productive than fidgeting:] Let's go! Let's go!
[ well hinata's right about one thing — that barely contained smile does annoy nic even more, but you're pretty much hitting par for the course either way, hinata.
nic, of course, takes his time getting up. in fact he seems to be going about a lot slower than usual, likely to hinder and annoy the other boy. he takes his sweet ass time making sure his blackglass and book are closed up and tucked into one of his pockets (thank jesus for cargo pants) and pretty much drags his feet towards the exit.
what's the hurry anyway. they'll still be broken later. ]
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[he very carefully keeps himself from immediately beaming upon victory, because one, it wasn't actually a victory (it was a bit of a victory), and two, Nic probably would just look grumpier (and he was supposed to for the purpose of this visit be kind, for all their tussling made that stick).]
[with a smile that wasn't a beam but did brim with happiness in a manner almost more unbecoming, he nodded vigorously, and swayed up to his feet. half-turned to the exit, stopped, waited.]
It'll go real smoothly! It'll be over before you know it! [quickly signing, as it was more productive than fidgeting:] Let's go! Let's go!
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nic, of course, takes his time getting up. in fact he seems to be going about a lot slower than usual, likely to hinder and annoy the other boy. he takes his sweet ass time making sure his blackglass and book are closed up and tucked into one of his pockets (thank jesus for cargo pants) and pretty much drags his feet towards the exit.
what's the hurry anyway. they'll still be broken later. ]