[ he takes an involuntary step back at her raised voice, that same fear flashing across his face from the time they reunited, and he knows that shrinking won't help ease her or her fury but he does it without thinking anyway, pressing his phone against his chest and his other hand going with it as a tremor wracks his body. ]

I... [ it infects his voice, just a waver, small and quiet compared to narukami's own. ] I was just... drawing, that's all. I was just drawing.

[ he hadn't wanted anyone to see, not until he was done -- but that's not important, it's just the first thing that comes out. it's different than the indignation he might have displayed before, and he takes another step back. kaname doesn't want to leave. he still has things to ask her, as stupid as it is. ]

... Narukami, let's... just forget it, alright? You're right, I haven't been called upon to do work like that -- despite my age, they've yet to ask me to pose in such ways. HiMERU... I'm simply a fan of him, so I became heated. That's all. I hadn't meant to be so harsh.

[ don't leave him, don't abandon him. don't hate him. it would make living together awfully complicated. they have to get along. so his brother doesn't worry. so suou won't hate him more than he does, or than he will. ]