[He's going to facepalm, but no more arguing. Because he knows that once Haruki--and Haruhi by extension--has made up his mind, there's little he can do about it.
...Though now that he's dealing with Haruhi, he crossly holds out the hope that he'll someday be tall enough to bodily chuck her out of his room. He can dream.]
Okay, okay... Fine. I don't have anything here to snack on, so you're out of luck there.
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...Though now that he's dealing with Haruhi, he crossly holds out the hope that he'll someday be tall enough to bodily chuck her out of his room.
He can dream.]Okay, okay... Fine. I don't have anything here to snack on, so you're out of luck there.