(He gasps in surprise, although honestly, he should have seen it coming. There would have been an attempt to flip the dagger, position it against Akechi's arm should the strength on his wrist not be tampering with his joints.
Instead, it's Ren's turn to tilt his head back, eyebrows raised and a (n adrenaline) blush on his cheeks. It is surprising that the rags kept the blades from cutting through so long, and while efficient, Ren can feel the cold metal against his skin and he smirks.)
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Instead, it's Ren's turn to tilt his head back, eyebrows raised and a (n adrenaline) blush on his cheeks. It is surprising that the rags kept the blades from cutting through so long, and while efficient, Ren can feel the cold metal against his skin and he smirks.)
What are you going to do about your own?
(Just healthy taunting.)