[senri internally, once more with feeling: fuck

what he hates the most is the swirling feeling in his stomach, of gratitude mixed with irritation.

yet none of it shows on his face - there's a look of surprise and a stilted, lost:] Did I - miscount my cakes...?

[he's been yanked upright and he blinks a few times - ]

Sorry. [he's not really sure he's apologizing to, but he'll say it anyway] Um - really sorry.

Indulgence-san, is it... okay if we still ask questions? Or -

[is this too much of a disaster and is sasuke about to deck him anyway]