[The mention of a blowdryer brings back their earlier conversation; Fai goes pale.]

Oh god, that's right! Yes, please!

[His psych book is still soaking wet, no doubt. Hopefully the ink hasn't run. But first things first--he ducks into the office to use the phone, so now at least there's transportation on the way. And then he gingerly pulls the textbook from his messenger bag, cringing a little and not even thinking about the fact that he probably looks like a mess himself. Or that Majima was probably offering for him to use the blowdryer on himself, not his book.]

Well... I may not get much back from this at the end of the semester, but at least the ink didn't run!