I...

[ For the briefest moment as Tim reached over, Majima looked genuinely caught off-guard. And why not? The long hair was a relatively new development, and sure as shit no one else had ever put their hands in it to tuck it behind his ear -- more like try to use it as leverage to smash his face against something unpleasant.

Then he closed his eye, and tilted his head almost imperceptibly into that touch. ]

Same here. It's always good to see you, but today I got to find out a little more about who ya are.

[ And from his expression when he looked at Tim again, one might surmise that if anything, he'd grown more fond of his favorite bullman. Then he swept his gaze quietly past, and towards the... er, bondage equipment.

There were plenty of supplies, an almost staggering array of choice in chains and twine and other materials, but Majima reached up to take up some jute dyed a darker shade of red, then pressed it feather-light up over Tim's shoulder, just flush with a sliver of exposed skin. ]

I like this one. It'd look downright gorgeous on ya.