You wouldn't be the first to think so. [ Again, he chuckles to himself. ] Though, you may be in the minority as of right now. [ He tugs on his suit, giving a brief look over the damage to it. Sniffling, he pauses to take out a handkerchief to blow his nose. The material is stained a little red; a bit of a bloody nose but it's already seems done. Good, good. ]

What would be your first guess?

[ Setting the empty tray to the side, he props his elbow on his knee; tilting his head he looks Natori over with a kind smile. ] Does it? I don't think that they'd admit that they have no desire for the limelight. [ Because Soma doesn't. He much prefers the shadows over the light. ]