"Are you even listening? I said--" Shinichi broke off in a startled and pained hiss. He hadn't been expecting the bite and he was too stunned to move for a few seconds.

Instinct kicked in and he tried to tug his hand away in panic, but Kaito's grip held. Shinichi took a deep breath, forcing himself past the shock and the stinging pain, to think.

Both of Kaito's hands were clamped on his own wrist, the other's head bent over it. Shinichi couldn't tug himself free, or reach his sword as he was -- but perhaps he could move his caught arm, divert Kaito's balance to his own ends? Bracing himself, Shinichi tried to pull Kaito off-balance and off the sofa.