[ Somehow, the single white eyebrow moves even higher. ]

You're protesting quite a lot considering I'm a stranger who only meant to set a boundary. As I would with anyone I didn't know.

[ Try not to take things so personally, Fuuta. It is, after all, only a game.

Archer waits for Fuuta to finish undoing his collar, and once he's done, Archer rises from his chair and moves closer. Honestly, he can't remember the last time he did something as juvenile as try to tickle someone, but he can still make the attempt.

Archer's fingertips brush lightly against the bare skin of Fuuta's neck, just below and behind his ear... and yep, have some tickling. Whether or not Fuuta is actually ticklish there is indeed a question, but for Archer, the main goal is the nice ding that comes from his Watch. Action completed. ]