You needn't apologize. It was merely a light touch. Was it not?
[Kaname, on the other hand, appears to be unruffled, as if the two had merely shaken hands and introduced themselves. But he remembers being close enough to almost taste Lelouch's blood in his mouth. The blood of humans had become watered down in his world, to the point that even spilled blood wasn't appetizing. However, the humans that Sentience had brought here, those with powers, with demon blood, with secrets... they held his interest more than he expected they would.
He's not quite sure what to do about the boy's eyes. Knowing there is some measure of danger that lurks in them is a little more troublesome than he would have liked. If there is anyway to read someone as guarded as Lelouch, it's through his gaze. And it isn't clear whether or not the contacts aid his power or hinder it.
His lips tighten slightly before he drops his gaze to the untouched chess board.]
As for our game, I do hope that you won't keep me waiting much longer.
[He turns away, his tall body straightening as he proceeds to walk toward the door. He only stops once to briefly look back.]