Shinjirou can feel his heart beat in his throat, certain his veins are pulsating visibly. He swallows around the lump constricting his speech and breath, looking up at Jade who must know the answer to that question already. Dropping his hands to his sides, his fingertips brush blindly over the fresh bruises.

"If it's not. Soon." Goosebumps appear on his body, spreading fast. "Then I want to keep them."