He stumbles a step forward at the sudden pull, eyes wide. Deep wrinkles appear on his forehead as he tries to figure out why the fuck that was necessary and what he could snap back at Jade. But then he smiles.

Silently, Shinjirou takes the chain and wraps it around his neck until only a tiny short bit of it is left to dangle around. It barely reaches his collarbone. "Right. I'll get some."