Akutagawa glances down at their knees when hers brushes against his. The jolt that it sends through his body is impossible not to notice, but still, he doesn't outwardly react. The way his heartbeat quickens, though, will tell her more than she needs to know.

"Fine."

He recognizes the look in her eye. It's the kind of look a predator gets when it's locked its gaze on its prey. She knows, and he knows that she knows.