[Who's blood? Eiji's? In some deeply hidden part of him, he finds that a disturbing thought, but he squashes that feeling quickly. The last time he saw Eiji, they were trying to kill each other. As far as he can tell, Eiji succeeded, and now Ankh is here being forced to stare at his underwear. His expression gets a dark tinge.]
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I might prefer it that way.