"Oh he's-" Ritsuka flushed. He was the one who'd said he'd get Soubi ink for the tattoo. His ears flattened slightly, but he nodded, following after Soubi, texting and walking at the same time as only a teenager was able.

Matt

He wants to know if you have ink.

"How far is it?" he asked, moving closer, tail tangling with Soubi's.