Acid Drop wore a smile, because nothing else would work in the moment, as she listened to her partner's most recent shipping fantasies. It was always a new set of reasonings. Maybe if she cared about romance, she'd pay more attention, but as it was, she only did the minimum. It was only when Suki mentioned the arcade game that she started really listening again. Maybe they could beat it, it would certainly be something to look into someday, if only to get in what little practice with aiming that the game could give.
But then they arrived at the meeting place, and the instant Suki walked away, the light in Acid Drop's eyes died, leaving her with a rather blank expression. She wasn't emotionless, in any sense of the word, but she had used up enough effort being interested in things for the day. Plus, the shock from nearly being crushed earlier was taking its toll and making her even more tired, and by extension bored, than usual. The "tension" between Suki and Roche might have interested her otherwise. Then the new girl had to go and ask them to fight for where they'd eat. Wasn't it supposed to be her decision? Did fighting for where to eat fall under that clause? Tsubomi allowed herself to turn back to her mundane form and hunch slightly to her normal stature, ready to eat where the three eventually decided on.
At least she didn't have to pretend to be normal in her "normal" form.