Laughter? Why? Jade frowns, but quickly smooths his expression back into one of utter calm. His free hand goes cup against Shinjirou's jawline, thumb brushing against his cheek. He can feel his come there, a long, dried stripe across that stretched across the soft skin.

"Look at me," he commands. He hadn't known how to approach this at first, if he should try to be coaxing and gentle. In the end, he had decided to settle with what he knows best: brutal honesty. "What have you done wrong?"