Stop complaining, you look good. Cheri will be happy - and play nice when we go to see him. I don't want the rest of the date to be soured because you fought with my original patron god who took care of me.

[thank god they're running away from the soft idiocy. if senri focuses then he's sure that he can wipe any sign of pink from his expression, instead settling for slipping a watch onto his wrist, just for aesthetic purposes rather than any actual need to tell the time

he glances up back up at sasuke]

Give me your hand - I'm not going to try to hold it.

[he prefers holding onto sasuke's arm instead anyway]