[the more kita talks, the higher atsumu's shoulders climb. is this what being dissected feels like? to be cut open and have all the vulnerable squishy bits that would normally be hidden exposed?]

Sounds about right. But I'm not gonna ask Samu for help, if that's what you're thinking. [it's mumbled, sullen. there's something in his tone that says he's not ready to talk about this, not even if kita turns that stern captain's gaze on him. he hasn't even talked to osamu about any of this, for fuck's sake. there's no doubt his twin is the one who knows him best, but their relationship's a complicated one. it'll just take more than one walk home to untangle.]

Hey. [there's that sly tone again, though kita's probably realized by now it's just atsumu putting his guard up.] If it's that important, maybe you should teach me.