You're not fine. Trust his brother to give up three simple words that break through his defenses as though they were nothing but tissue paper. Yukio sighs, defeated, but giving a smallish smile for whatever it's worth.

A single brow quirks, though, at that. Pot? "Where did they get that?" He hadn't even thought about something like that being a … thing, here. Not that he really cares either way, but it's an interesting concept. ( For lack of a better excuse for having asked in the first place. )

… And without putting much thought into the fact that he never, under any circumstances, would have thought to hear Rin say something so absurd, he's reaching with one taloned had to rub at that soft kitty belly.

"… You're absolutely ridiculous, do you know that?"

Thank you.