If Kaito minds the patronization, he doesn't show it. Just slips his forefinger out from under the collar and tugs the whip a bit to maintain the tightness. "Seeing spots yet?" The room was very quiet, with only one of them breathing. He straightens, casually lifting the ball cap from Sora's head as he does so. Not because it hid the man's expression when Kaito was standing, but it was ugly and starting to annoy him. He tosses it behind them on the bed without a second thought. "If it still hurts, you're not far enough."