Psyche eagerly complies with Delic's gesture, fingertips ghosting Izaya's skin as he gently tugs his arms out of the sleeves and over the neck. He's careful not to shift the blindfold. It's his trump card until Izaya learns how to relax. He digs his fingers into Izaya's side roughly, immediately abandoning the Get Izaya to Relax plan. "That's not very nice, Iza-cha~an..."