[Not icy isn't so bad, and he's about to say so, but then Lavi had to keep talking. And while he's used to the same, worn tease from his partner...

This time, he can feel a faint flush warming his face at the thought, throat going dry.

Shaking his head to dispel the memory of Lavi leaning into his hold, their bodies pressed flush from thigh to chest, he quite nearly admits to knowing exactly how to 'make a guy all weak in the knees'.

Or worse, show him.

Instead, Kanda carefully extracts his hand from Lavi's with a wry chuckle before leaning forward to untangle the blanket from around their feet.]

Nothing to thank, idiot. I've seen you go into 'bookman mode' enough times to know how this'll go. Security is enough that I should be fine to play primary babysitter while you do what you need to. 'S why we work, isn't it?

[Only once he's sure he's no longer going to give such an obvious tell (the down side of such pale skin!) does he look back up, glance sidelong towards his partner.]

Speaking of, we should probably go to bed soon - long day tomorrow and knowing you, you're going to live off caffeine and ink for the next week so...