[ Shouto, of course, doesn't catch on to the cheerful mental crushing going on in front of him, be it mutual or one-sided. Or when he leaves behind bruised feelings unless it's pointed out to him outright and explained. Just don't ask him to explain why he's staring; he has no answer. He tends to stare out into space, mostly at landscapes, but people? Not so much. They don't usually garner his attention unless he has something on his mind regarding them. Like their hand on his mouth. Does it bother him? No. He wouldn't have a problem doing it himself, if the roles were reversed, and if he thought to do something like this. ]
I asked for two, they gave me four.
[ A nod at the follow-up question, and his lips tingle with the movement just as Allen abruptly pulls his hand away. Is something wrong? He doesn't question him aloud, too busy pressing his own thumb to his mouth. Huh. It doesn't tickle. The touch is only for a second before he gets caught up by his smile, again. ]
Considerate?
[ It takes a few seconds for the cogs to start turning, a few more before he remembers to drop his hand from his mouth before responding. ]
no subject
I asked for two, they gave me four.
[ A nod at the follow-up question, and his lips tingle with the movement just as Allen abruptly pulls his hand away. Is something wrong? He doesn't question him aloud, too busy pressing his own thumb to his mouth. Huh. It doesn't tickle. The touch is only for a second before he gets caught up by his smile, again. ]
Considerate?
[ It takes a few seconds for the cogs to start turning, a few more before he remembers to drop his hand from his mouth before responding. ]
No... did someone tell you that?
[ Is that why he's asking? ]