"Tch."

He just tosses his head a little, chewing on the ice pop's stick as if working out a little extra aggression. He knew Kise was joking, but a part of him was just completely bristling at the idea behind the joke. It was the same part where the memories came from, and that drew away from the casual touch to his shoulder. He stopped himself from snapping at that, but he did hunch a little at the touch.

"I know, but I think I'm going to get really touchy about things. It's not you, it's whatever else is happening."