[ Eichi can feel his skin crawl everytime an elite looks at him, but he swallows it down and ignores it, refusing to let it show on his face. He was an elite for most of his life, and it isn't hard to project that air outwardly enough if he doesn't remotely feel it. He doesn't like not having any power in the situation, but it's fine; he has Keito, he has the protection of being officially registered.

The other Eichi doesn't even know enough to have this feeling of a loss of control, to feel anxiety in the pit of his stomach whenever anyone shoots a knowing look at the fallen Tenshouin heir. It's dangerous enough that Eichi won't let it get to him. ]

Rei's on his way, but you might get there first.

[ Eichi considers for a second, and then -- ]

It's fine to leave me behind; I know how to use the laws to my advantage. I'll be safe until you can get him. That much is still within my power, at least.

[ Running, not so much. Not when the air is so cold and he hasn't been out of the house in weeks. ]