He stands next to Guest with that smirk still on his face. He's close enough for their shoulders to touch, though it's unclear if he's doing it on purpose or not.

...Guest-senpai, organizing documents? I'll help you out.

He casually slides a hand around Guest's waist, pulling them close as he glances at them. His eyes hold their usual teasing glint, but there's a hint of something bordering on obsession deep within them.