Toushirou is striving to avoid that awkward adolescent phase. He seems to be doing pretty well with that so far. Whether that will stay that way, who knows?

He tilts his head, furrows his brow at the way this guy is rubbing at his mouth. It's a curious expression, an improvement over the scowl.

"Better than any of the normal people." Toushirou may not shout it from the rooftops or anything, but he'd stopped hiding the fact that he's Numbered after the invasion. His cover had been pretty solidly blown during that time. And he'd just been sick of hiding it, anyway.