[Shun's breath catches a bit at the tug, largely out of him having to force himself not to react violently to something that just feels wrong to him.]

I can take care of myself. [Everyone else might be a different matter, but Shun is confident in that much. Or at least, that if he was in trouble, there's people he'd trust more to come to his aid than Hajime.] Besides, it doesn't make me like having your fingers all over my soul thread or whatever the hell it is any more.

[He moves his fingers around the end that goes into his chest, despite the fact that he can't grab it the same way she does.] With a mess like that, I don't know how you can even tell who's who.