The nerd types were always worried about others before themselves. Couldn't they see what it did to them? Kaiba shook his head and was about to refute her with his usual blunt attitude when a drenched lock of hair slapped his forehead, falling in his eyes.

He angrily slicked it back and looked down at himself, grudgingly admitting she was right.

"Hm. I guess my own first impression is just as important. Fine. You with the scroll, Where are our uniforms?"

As soon as he has the directions, he gives Téa another glance over his shoulder and a nod. He'll allow it this time. It's only a short walk to the temporary dorm area, but he'd rather stop this undignifed squelching as soon as possible.