[It is just in time. Eichi still doesn't know how much of a threat people can be against him, and his pride won't let him think he can just be stepped on so casually (metaphorically) like this. He says something that irritates at least one of the elites, since when he gestures in that Extra way with his hand, his wrist is grabbed, and he looks even more offended by that.
Then he hears Keito's voice. His expression eases up a bit, glancing between the two elites to see him.]
Keito? [It is him, and so Eichi looks back at his raised wrist, lifting his chin like he's the top of society and not some lost mongrel.] You see? Now, won't you let me go before you create any more problems?
[How to not handle things: a lesson Eichi is teaching himself and should be glad Keito is here for.]
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Then he hears Keito's voice. His expression eases up a bit, glancing between the two elites to see him.]
Keito? [It is him, and so Eichi looks back at his raised wrist, lifting his chin like he's the top of society and not some lost mongrel.] You see? Now, won't you let me go before you create any more problems?
[How to not handle things: a lesson Eichi is teaching himself and should be glad Keito is here for.]