There's only so much his dignity can take.

"It's not even dirty," he says as he complies, leaning into Arashi's touch. "You got a goddamn clean fetish."

Protests aside, he leans into the other vampire's touch, closing his eyes obediently. He's content to let the silence remain, but Arashi was looking for answers he wasn't ready to give, the words he needed to do so caught up in a tangle of painful emotion.

Instead, he speaks almost too quietly. "Is this gonna worse?"