Oh, don't sound so suspicious. Aren't I trustworthy?

( Not at all. And it seems Esikko is completely aware of that, with the slow smile that spreads across his face in clear amusement. He presses his hands together at the fingertips, considering the room around them with a soft little assortment of hums. )

I think it would depend on where you want me to put something.

( He tosses a look back to Makoto, eyes sparkling a little too much. )

Don't worry; I'll choose something that will fit just fine, so go ahead and pick a hole, won't you?