"Not a bad idea." As Sora walks forward, the slack in the whip lets it fall and Kaito brings it back in, not seeing to have a probem with Sora's approach, but calculating just the same. "But coming willingly won't save you any pain~" Kait's arm flashes out again, and this time the whip snaps against Sora's neck, then coils around it. For now, Kaito leaves it tight enough to restrict breathing a bit, but not cut it off completely.