"What? No." He wraps his fingers around Jade's hand, finally looking up at him. Despite the pout he can't force off his face and the knowledge that Jade will just find that amusing. Shinjirou can't bring himself to glare at Jade, though. But he's already naked and bruised, so that would probably not look all that frightening anyway.

"Ugh. I can't tell you what to do. I don't want to." What with the chances of that firing back and all, on top of the fact that he'd feel bad for getting what he asks for. And he desperately wants to believe his own words when he says, "If you want to be kind and shit, whatever."