"Thing is, he's kinda built like a brick house," said Heiji, rubbing absently at his jaw. "Also, he's got a real short fuse, and you never know when he's gonna do something boneheaded. He likes Hershel, though."

Once they got to the washroom, Heiji held the door open. "So I don't suppose you remember what you did to get yourself in that uniform, huh?"