[ Jyuto lets himself in accordingly, and though Riou's already disarmed aforementioned traps, because Jyuto doesn't know and it's Riou's apartment h's entering, he's wary. Two long, dark rabbit ears are perked forward, listening for any sounds that may tip him off— he doesn't want his foot caught, or to wind up otherwise suspended in a net. Is there even room for that up there? His cautious eyes find the ceiling. Probably not, but he's sure Riou could find a way... ]

I brought the cooler.
[ Letting him know. When he's realized he's in the clear to come in fully, he notices Riou sitting on the floor. He looks the same as he did in the video broastcast, defeated, and wilted. Yes, Jyuto has a tail. And though it isn't visible because he's too stubborn to cut holes in his clothing, it lifts with an unseen wiggle during Jyuto's almost desperate attempt to cheer Riou up. ]

Anyway...! Look, we're the same. It's not so bad; I thought I'd be the only one, and I only didn't mention it to you sooner because Samatoki made Iris sound like something to be embarrassed about. [ He really doesn't want him to stay upset. Though Riou is thick-skinned, Jyuto can easily distinguish when something is bothering him.

He sets the cooler down, ice clunking against itself as he does. Jyuto's green eyes belatedly drink in the fact that Riou is half-naked with a pair of swan wings. ]
Besides, you look good. Better than me, right? [ Good is a word, but it doesn't describe what he thinks as accurately as others. Riou doesn't deserve to getting objectified by Jyuto's horny Iris thoughts. He's trying hard to stay polite.

Jyuto squats beside the ice he's brought. He's ready to refill Riou's icepack. And because he begins to feel awkward about verbally admitting his interest in Riou's new wings, he tries to divert the other man's attention: ] Where was your ice pack?