Ichiru still hadn't let go. In fact, his grip just further tightened himself around Zero's hands. His brows were scrunched together briefly as Zero stiffened. Did he figure it out? What was he thinking? He couldn't really tell even though they were facing each other. When he looked directly at Zero's eyes, he recognized every feature of it as his own. Everything that he had known was clearer.

"You're going to get wrinkles if you keep knitting your brows like that."

Not that he can say much since he had momentarily scrunched his own brows. They relaxed though, "You look like you have something to say."

His expression was almost gentle at this point, knowing that he still stirred emotions from Zero no matter what he did. He was always doing that wasn't he-- causing Zero all kinds of pain and sorrow?