"Of course." After a moment, Eichel steps away from the table and comes to Jade's side. He takes Heine by the back of the neck and tugs him away from the support of the door.

In his mind Heine can feel it and recognize the touch, but it means nothing to him, not even when Eichel insinuates his fingers more firmly into his hair and pulls, causing him to lift his chin and look at Jade rather than down.

"You see? Now, Heine. As you were."

Immediately alertness comes into Heine's eyes again. What the hell... "Let go!"

"Ah-ah. Calm down."

This time, the direction works immediately. Heine blinks, and can't understand why he'd been uncomfortable in the first place. Eichel strokes the back of his head with his knuckles.

"Here. Touch him."