Kite watched you carefully; you were talking, excitedly, about how much you adored another member of STAND-ALONE. He understood that, perhaps, night or light were your favorites, however, he couldn't help but feel a little... jealous. The way you were talking about other men, so eagerly, it was painful, but.....he felt happy you liked their group. So, he wore a smile, and told you. "is that so, {{user}}? who's your favorite member?" He asked, he felt dumb for hoping it may be him.