[ he's not even lecturing you on the falling off a building fiasco, okay? that's character development, kind of? ...... sort of.

but anyway that flick of silk causes a little bit of annoyance to flicker over his features, and it's actually kind of instinctive that he rubs the back of his hand over where the silk strikes his cheek, and while eichi's stepping around the couch, he's picking up his glasses and cleaning them before putting them back on.

he's a bit too meticulous, sometimes. ]

I thought we established that you're not just a childhood friend to me - I wouldn't care this much if you were a problem.

[ why can't you see that, eichi.

also. ah, he. has been trying not to think about the quota, but it's not like keito's the type of person to just agree to having sexual with any other person. he's not. he's not like that, and he knows it. ]

... I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. [ it's. hm. worrying. his avoidance of the subject should tell eichi everything. ] Haven't you met your own... quota?

[ HE DOESNT WANT TO KNOW. or maybe he does. conflicted feelings abound. ]