[A brow raise, not taking his eyes off of Kazutora's face, as if it didn't trouble him in the least that he'd closed the distance to thumb at something precious. He wasn't about to treat Kazutora like he couldn't be trusted-- no matter what had happened between them.

So, he'd let him toy with it, rolling a shoulder back and nudging his knuckles softly into the side of his own neck.]

Yeah. You remember that day-?

[He sure did. They'd done it, in part; in large part; for Kazutora.]

Said I'd hang onto it, after all.

Anyway, I might have a better option for you an' this.