"Not here," Akutagawa responds, gathering up what pieces of glitter he could with a surprising amount of determination. It seems that each piece he misses simply lights a new fire under him. Unfortunately, no amount of dedication makes picking up glitter easier.

Their hands brush against each other, but Akutagawa barely registers the contact. It's not until he coughs and raises his hand to politely cover his mouth that he smells the light aroma of perfume on his hand. The smell makes him cough a second time, but by then, it's too late.

The effect doesn't kick in right away, and so for some time, he simply picks up piece by piece of glitter in relative silence, despite any questions he may be asked. A few minutes pass and he starts to feel flushed, a pink dust of a blush forming on his cheeks. The sudden warmth, however, is what really tells him what's going on.

"That's enough." He says it abruptly, refusing to look at Jade. "Thank you for your assistance. I can take it from here."