When Jade is on the floor, Shinjirou flicks his head to the side. His cheeks don't quite match the intense burn around the wounds, but he'd rather not show that it's affecting him this particular way. After Jade's risen to his feet again, he has no idea how he managed to hold his breath the entire time. The ones he releases afterwards are shallow and quick.

Thankfully, the next part distracts him from any awkward arousal. Hissing and clenching his teeth, he takes it with as much dignity as he can muster -- it's not much. At least he doesn't flinch and prolong the procedure unnecessarily. He's had enough fist fights in his life to know this is important and that the less he moves around, the faster the job will be done.