Once again, when you have eyes that can track bullets and dodge hair-close strikes; even the barest flash of emotion across someone's face is easy to track.
He saw it. That expression that's quickly hidden by focus on the task at hand.
...It's familiar.

Even if he hadn't caught it with his eyes; a moment later there's a different ping. It reminds him of the psychic link he shares with Kni--the sound of something discordant, like a missed key on a piano being pressed while flowing through a natural song.


His fingers squeeze against Ritsuka's hand a little more.

His expression has gone from somewhat goofy to... something gentle, kind. He's gonna' put on a smile, as he always does, all the same.

"I'm starting to think you don't have a mean tendon in your body."