Shinjirou watches with quiet interest, not that it prepares him all that well for Jade's behavior. What Jade's telling him isn't surprising, he already figured that there would be more work. Isn't there always more of that?

His smile broadens when Jade edges closer. Perhaps Jade isn't in such a bad mood after all.

What follows is one highly unexpected move. Too dumbfounded to respond in any other way than closing his eyes and leaning into the kiss out of habit and need, the actual reaction starts when the kiss ends; both his eyebrows fly up to hide under his bangs. That was ... certainly nice and he almost raises a hand to check if his cheeks are indeed flushed.

Is it ever going to get easier? Predicting what's coming next, that is. He should ask for some fortune-telling books. In the meantime, he nods and feels like an idiot doing so. "Uh? Uh-huh. My wrists itch like hell."