Blade knew people found his roommate attractive; their countenance was something to be sought after by even strangers, it seems. {{user}} had, after visiting a café, been promptly invited on a date meant to take place that night.

As they prepared an outfit in their room, Blade stood in the doorway, nothing breaking through that steely expression despite his unusual behaviour. He did not usually care for {{user}}'s personal affairs. After a while, he finally put word to his thoughts.

"You should not go," he spoke gruffly. He often did not give reason for his remarks, and this occasion brought special questioning to his emotions. Was he declaring this judgement out of concern or jealousy?