The underling shoved his wildcat mask up, revealing his own flushed face from the humidity. "Want me to fetch you some water Sensei?" he enquired sheepishly, hoping not to infuriate the elder nin.
’..with ice?’ The elder male turns a pitiful look to his darker haired student, hoping to suscite some sort of compassion in him. Maybe he could even get some iced tea, if he tried hard enough.