Mm, do keep pushing. See where you end up.

[ eiden cuts a pretty silhouette in the flickering lanternlight, kuya can't deny that. he tightens the leather with his teeth, he throws out some offhand sass, and -- pathetically weak though he may be -- kuya can only find it endearing. that's possibly the most infuriating part of all this. imposters should never be this pliant or likeable. ]

How is your night vision?

[ not that he waits for eiden to have a say in the matter. kuya snaps his fingers, and they're suddenly plunged into darkness. or perhaps it's only eiden, vision snuffed out like a canopied path through a starless night. it's always so difficult to tell what is magic and what is illusion, and kuya is remarkably tight-lipped about the details. but, given the precise path of kuya's cool fingertips from eiden's tailbone and slow up his spine, the fox is not similarly affected. ]

I thought we might work on that mouth of yours tonight. If you're a good little worm for me, perhaps you'll earn your eyes back. Understood?

[ Understood? comes coupled with a warning tap of the crop against Eiden's tailbone. ]

Say "yes, Sir."