When Kazuya removed his glove, Toru suddenly realized that this was actually his first time ever seeing the other boy's hands. How strange. It was a stark contrast to Kaz's face, without blemish, cut or bruise. Except for the index finger, anyway. Was it broken? Toru couldn't tell for certain, but it certainly looked that way.
"I-is your finger alright? It doesn't look like you could write with it like that..." He didn't mean to pry, but the condition of Kaz's finger looked painful. Nonetheless, he allowed for him to touch his face. What a difference it made, for Kazuya to have his glove off! The contact was soft and gentle against Toru's skin, and he welcomed it, smiling.
"Er... thank you! I-I tried, at least..." This brought a sheepish smile across his face. "It's not like I'm very good at things like this, like Oubai-senpai is... b-but, I didn't want to see you in pain and risking infection... th-that wouldn't be good..." He didn't have a chance to say any more, as Kazuya complimented him. Such sentiments were alien to him, and as a result left him blushing bright red.
"Do you... mean that?" With a hand, he reached up to touch his own face. "I-I'm not... y-you don't need to call me..." Each progressive word was more and more choked up with Toru's shy embarrassment, left over from his days of self-loathing. It hadn't all gone away after he'd confronted his Shadow. Things were never that easy. "Th-thank you... i-if you say so... m-maybe I am..."