Psyche rolls off to rummage through Shizuo's nightstand for the lubricant. He can't imagine Shizuo hiding it anywhere too inconspicuous, being the impatient kind of guy that he is. Psyche restrains the urge to shout, "Found it!" out loud but holds it up triumphantly all the same.

By the time he bounces back on the mattress, Izaya's lips are pillowing Delic's knuckles and all Psyche knows is that a little flush of heat flares up in his cheeks. Unlike the treasure hunt for Shizuo's lube, this isn't something Psyche can keep quiet about. He shoves the bottle at Delic, hovering over Izaya's face and trying to find space to wedge his fingers in. It's difficult when Izaya is attempting to make snacks out of Delic's digits. "That's not fair! Me too!"