Saitou took the hankerchief and rubbed it across the stain with a groan. "eh.." he raised his white shirt and touched the tight muscled skin of his stomach. "no burn.." he said, not really caring if there had been one. he glanced up to see soujirou's eyes on his stomach, and let his shirt fall back down. He'd just been looking with concern.

He handed the cloth back to soujirou and smiled halfway. "Well, I can touch your shoulder and tell you you did well if you work for the meiji...is that all it takes to get you to work for one? you're so easy soujirou.." he said with another half smile, lighting up another cigarette.

"well if you want to go out, i'll go with you.. i mean.. ive nothing else to do.." he said, adding on the last part to try and make it sound nonchalant and unimportant. His eyes settled back on soujirou as his lips drifted white smoke. He didnt blow it out, but let it seep out and around his face, around his shaggy hair as he watched the younger man. He felt better around soujirou, and he didnt know why. Perhaps he liked having someone to look after and fill his time with. Maybe he liked being in the company of someone he knew was just as lonely as he was.