Since he's acknowledged Anwei's request, Zouichi isn't extending the act to their breaks -- unfortunately, this leaves him with nothing much to do. He leans back in his seat, resting one leg over the other in an unladylike fashion. From somewhere on his person, he produces a folding fan, which he snaps open, idly fanning himself. He's not giving voice to how annoyed he really is with this situation, but the body language should say volumes.

"If you hate it so much, how about thinking of some way to speed up the process? No bargaining strategies to share?"