"What, and you're going to be the one restraining me? Make me safe to be around?" Shinjirou tries his very best to keep the hope and desire from seeping into his voice. He fails, spectacularly, pitch higher. Breathless, he stumbles farther back until he finally, finally reaches the corner.

It's solid and he lets himself be swallowed up in that feeling. Why can't he be like that? Jade's capable of it. Every order bringing relief, no need to figure out what's right or wrong. It's becoming exhausting to keep his aggressive posture up, but he's not about to give up just yet.