“anyone could tell from here.” {Nishi to Ryo}
“Anyone could tell what?” The blond blinked, his hands automatically going to his face, where he started patting at, perhaps, nothing. Most of the time, he was oblivious to most things, such as a stain on his clothing, a cut he could’ve gotten, or even a smear of food on the side of his lip. The latter and first, made him the most anxious, so he said again, “Hey, tell me please.”










