[He stops regarding Ritsuka with the mocking, almost predatory leer that colors his immediate reactions to everyone, letting it blend into something more considerate, more thoughtful. He underestimated him. The ears were a distraction, he's going to decide. It's easier to blame those than it is his own lack of foresight.]
Do you wanna know the best part?
[He tries to grin. It doesn't quite succeed, his shoulders too tense and his body too hunched, as if by curling up around himself he might fend away the phantom shivers that recalling those moments always summon to mind.]
[Or maybe they're not so phantom after all. It is rather cold.]
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[He stops regarding Ritsuka with the mocking, almost predatory leer that colors his immediate reactions to everyone, letting it blend into something more considerate, more thoughtful. He underestimated him. The ears were a distraction, he's going to decide. It's easier to blame those than it is his own lack of foresight.]
Do you wanna know the best part?
[He tries to grin. It doesn't quite succeed, his shoulders too tense and his body too hunched, as if by curling up around himself he might fend away the phantom shivers that recalling those moments always summon to mind.]
[Or maybe they're not so phantom after all. It is rather cold.]