[His own eyesight's gotten better in the dark, which seems to correlate with the shadows that move around him. When she asks him about their act, he tenses, tail losing its wag, before he cups his hands together and links his fingers, claws sliding along his skin. Yuugi isn't sure how much he should say - she's a bit younger than both of them - but in the end, he inhales softly.]

It's going great, I think. Or, at least we haven't been told it's too sexual yet. I tie Chiaki-san up in ropes, then lead her through making her body contort to stretch around them. I'm not sure how much you know about...that sort of thing, but it's basically a BDSM show, only without the toys and just using rope.

[Under his fur, his cheeks flush pink as she sits next to him. It really was kind of their little secret about where they'd gotten the idea, but he got the feeling that most of the carnival knew already. Yuugi tilts his head to look at her, brow furrowing.]

Not so much exciting as in...a distraction?