[Given the height difference - Ryouta's got damn near a foot on him - Jamie finds his own arm hiked up almost uncomfortably high as the blond swoops down on him. Though the sudden invasion of his personal space is disconcerting, he'd noticed Ryouta and his fangirl problem and is willing to play along, flashing the girls a rueful smile over his shoulder as he's hustled down the sidewalk. He responds to Ryouta's question through clenched teeth.]

Be a lot better once we're out of sight of the mob and you stop manhandling me.