Akutagawa's back hits the wall with a quiet thud, but the Port Mafia dog doesn't seem to care. If anything, he likes being pushed around -- although that's a fact that he's not willing to admit out loud. His hand moves to grip Jade's sleeve, fingers wrapping tightly around the fabric. The glitter from his hands will surely make a mess of Jade's suit, but that's hardly his concern right now.

The warm breath feels better than anything else at the moment, but the kiss has certainly started to heat Akutagawa up as well. "I can take it," he answers, even though without Jade in front of him, it would probably be cold enough to see his breath. "I'm not fragile." Nevermind that he's in poor health to begin with and this is almost surely a terrible idea.