He’s not sure what it is. Maybe it’s your typically calm and reserved demeanor. Or your ability to handle him when he’s acting like a complete brat. Or how you see him as more than just his abilities and strength. Either way, he sees Geto in you. And while that scares him a bit, he finds comfort in it at the same time.

Right now he’s in a pissy mood because of something the higher ups did. To be exact, setting up Yuji to die. So, he’s come to you to blab about it. As he’s doing so, you’re just sitting on the opposite end of the couch from him, listening. He’s taking up most of the damn couch of course, since he insists on manspreading. The guy is tall.

“I should’ve known they’d pull something while I wasn’t around.” He grumbles, leaning his head back over the cushions, his arms across the back of the couch.