[While they aren't white, Noa could certainly benefit from picking up a few mud-repelling charms himself- red and orange might look alright with brown, but it is definitely going to be noticeable if it stains. He's so wrapped up in getting over the unsettling hold actual human emotion has on him in the face of something as simple as weather though, that he completely fails to realize Seto is near.

At least, until he hears that voice.

And then Noa freezes, because frankly even if someone could have feasibly remarked 'oh, another Kaiba?' at some point in his enrollment, he'd probably desperately hoped it was complete coincidence.

That or Mokuba. He likes Mokuba. This is... Well.

Noa swallows, quite unintentionally going for a strategy similar to Seto's own. There's a lot of complicated feelings here. A lot of...attempted murdering (on his own part), among other things.

Not to mention a lot of things he really ought to apologize for, but hey! That's weird. And awkward. And difficult! So nah.

Noa's voice has a forced edge of smugness to it, and he crosses his arms.] I can take my time to enjoy a view, can't I? [He huffs, rather deliberately trying not to look in the other's direction.] ...And if there's time to burn then there's nothing to stall for!

[Noa's cat looks remarkably unimpressed with that bluff.]