Pale eyes follow him, watching as he so often does others in his down time. It's kind of like his niche skill, his subset, the ability to observe and learn. There's not really much to learn about Kise in the locker room, not that he hasn't already seen. They had been teammates for a while, after all.

"It's not always in a locker room.. I would prefer we date, but it's been the sex that has been forcing my thoughts away from my studies lately." That was Kuroko, the boy with the silver tongue. "I'm sorry."