[ It's... surprisingly easy, to fall in line with himself, with the easy rhythm of something as intrinsic to Eichi's being as teasing Keito. It should be harder, and Eichi has no doubt that it will be harder later, when this other version of himself feels the crippling loneliness that Eichi is certain will come with being a stranger in a strange land, but for now?

For now, this is easy. Eichi leans in, nodding, raising his own hand to block the conspiratorial whisper. ]

There's two of us and one of him, I think we could easily stage a revolution. [ If nothing else, it helps indicate that even if Eichi is a "pet", marked and owned with a bracelet that has all the technology bells, whistles, and tracking components you'd expect -- the status quo hasn't entirely changed, and his relationship with Keito is the same.

Thankfully, Keito doesn't actually expect obedience, which makes insubordination all the more fun. ]

You don't think he's already having trouble telling us apart, do you?

[ Of course not, when Eichi is still in his pyjamas -- but all the same. ]