Heiji stuck his tongue out at her behind her back, but that was apparently it as far as grudges went; he hopped off the sink and pulled his jeans back on. In fact, now that the cut was taken care of, Heiji had found a kind of second wind, and he was almost his old self as he moved toward the door and well out of range of any bandage-yanking.

"Well, thanks anyway; I'll be sure and remember the favor. Catch ya later!"

And now he was going to run off and tell anyone who was interested. BECAUSE.