[Now Kunimi sees his mistake clearly. Whelk isn't worried about maintaining a certain image or impression of himself - he already exists outside of that image and doesn't like to be reminded. The particular details could be just about anything, especially given that he teaches at a fancypants academy, so Kunimi's particular impression of him isn't all that affected by his realization.

It's just a layer, that's all. Everyone has layers to peel back as you get to know them and one of Whelk's involves insecurity related to his place of work.]

That's the best idea I've heard all day. [He holds up his dish for a toast - an unusually goofy gesture for Kunimi, which he mitigates with a totally deadpan expression.] I went to a private high school myself and our biggest rivals were... well. Let's just say I can imagine the type you mean.

[Hey. Hey Whelk.

Are you picturing Kunimi in a little school uniform yet? Are you??]