[sizhui notices this, naturally, pauses in his motions on the remaining bits of vegetables and casts sasuke a sideways glance. he blinks once, twice, huffs a little laugh then shakes his head.] Obviously not! We've only just met, after all. [even if that's never stopped him before.

he redirects, finishes what remains and slides the thin pieces across the cutting board with the knife while sasuke's fingers have paused.] If you insist, I won't force my presence on people who don't want it. [or at least not in expected ways? he really, truly does know how to worm his way in without trying sometimes.]

And that's completely fine with me, it won't make me change my mind about letting you use the kitchen or anything.

[sasuke, buddy, you have no idea what's going to hit you.]