[Even though Ian seems to be done with his emotional outburst, Souji loosens his hold only a little, not allowing Ian to pull away from him yet. Of course, now that Souji has moved back just enough to look at Ian and watch the other's face, his own eyes widen at the sound of his name. -- wait. No. ... no, he'd definitely heard that right, and then Souji's fingers are twisting in the leather of Ian's jacket again. His breath catches in his throat as his gaze lowers, the smile on his face spreading more even as he tries to fight it down.
For as much as Souji had gotten through to Ian, he supposed it was only fair that Ian got through to him just as much.
Honestly, he's so flustered and caught off guard it takes him a minute just to find his voice.]