He feels too comfortable for his survival instincts to kick in and closely examine Jade's behavior. Shinjirou does take note of it -- for the first time it's Jade who avoids eye contact and hesitates, after all -- he just fails to come to a conclusion as to what it means. And then Jade's back to normal in a matter of seconds. Frowning slightly, he tsks at the words.

The hand in his hair makes him sigh and close his eyes, though. Jade's just toying with him again. That's all. Glancing at the mirror, he can see the exact moment Jade decides that he's no longer in the mood for letting Shinjirou be clingy. Good. Shinjirou doesn't like that pathetic need for closeness.

"Yup." While picking the new shirt up, he's still focused on Jade's hand. Is he hiding the bruises? Why? That doesn't make them magically go away. They both know they're there and that it would hurt like a bitch if Jade decided to dig his fingers into them. Eyebrows creasing once more, he pushes the shirt into Jade's arms. "Here."