His fight-or-flight senses kick in too late and his nails dig into Jade's shoulders only when the words fall into place. Despite the cold rush down his spine, Shinjirou makes no attempt to get out of the secure grip; useless waste of energy. He can't gauge Jade's expression no matter how hard he frowns at him so, eventually, he speaks up.
"Yes, I do. Why?"
It's not about the drugs, he reassures himself. They talked about that. But in that case, he's got no way to figure out what this is about ... unless Jade decides to talk. He forces himself to relax, get heavier in Jade's lap, and idly plays with a strand of hair. "What do you want to know?"
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His fight-or-flight senses kick in too late and his nails dig into Jade's shoulders only when the words fall into place. Despite the cold rush down his spine, Shinjirou makes no attempt to get out of the secure grip; useless waste of energy. He can't gauge Jade's expression no matter how hard he frowns at him so, eventually, he speaks up.
"Yes, I do. Why?"
It's not about the drugs, he reassures himself. They talked about that. But in that case, he's got no way to figure out what this is about ... unless Jade decides to talk. He forces himself to relax, get heavier in Jade's lap, and idly plays with a strand of hair. "What do you want to know?"