[Eichi's eyes are the most expressive part of his face at any given time, so it's easy for him to meet that gaze. The bright blue of his own eyes are practically sparkling. But he shifts where he's sitting, testing the tape that holds his wrists together (surprisingly strong!) and then lifting his joined hands to tap at his lips.
Look at this, he's saying. He can reach his mouth tape and he's not even being rebellious enough to rip it right off? This is his patience. Praise him.
Really, though, he got the chills from those touches earlier, and he only wants more. He is a little cold, after taking off his jacket earlier, but that's not going to last long. He's so excited.
He'll have to remember this. This soup is powerful.]
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Look at this, he's saying. He can reach his mouth tape and he's not even being rebellious enough to rip it right off? This is his patience. Praise him.
Really, though, he got the chills from those touches earlier, and he only wants more. He is a little cold, after taking off his jacket earlier, but that's not going to last long. He's so excited.
He'll have to remember this. This soup is powerful.]