[It's a little difficult to stay riled up, even in a less than sincere way, when the atmosphere is shifting from terse to comfortable to downright warm. He's more comfortable here than he ever thought he'd be, especially after the unpleasant reminders of the last few weeks. More comfortable than he should be, really, but... it's fine for now, isn't it? Enjoying that comfort for just a little longer should be fine.

So he's pouting but he's not moving away, and he lets their foreheads rest together, lets Souji push hair from his eyes, and doesn't think about anything less pleasant that might detract from how cozy he's feeling.]

I'm not giving you the upper hand on purpose. [Which is only a partial untruth...! There definitely is something about this punk that makes it too easy to fold, though.] Or maybe I am just to be super nice! So you shouldn't like, end up depending on it or I'll be able to feint you out.

["Make like a feint then attack", you know?? He'll do it, don't test him! ...Or he'd do it if it wasn't so much effort, anyway. Everything but tucking his head beneath Souji's chin and draping an arm over his side seems like too much effort right now, though.]