[he's sulking as he relinquishes the napkin to kita, even if the smile he's given is a bit distracting -
wait, no, they're talking about his stupid twin right now. finding that he has nothing to occupy his hands with again, he gives in to crossing his arms over his chest defensively.]

He does care about other things. Mostly...food. Cooking. He's been doing a lot of that lately.

[atsumu's face works into an impressive scowl before he bursts out, like he can't hold it in any longer: ] Does he not want to play professionally anymore? I thought that's what we both wanted!