Poor blaise was still cringing from the flavour, hardly paying attention to Toushirou's voice.

"But it wasn't there until I fell. It was weird. Is it magic food? Is that why it tastes so bad? Do you think I'll get radioactive powers from it?"

He shakes his head a little before looking at the new boy. For a moment, he just stares at Toushirou. The height, the grumpy face, his hair.

Oh.
My.
God.

"CUTE!" Blaise exclaims as he throws his arms around the smaller male, hugging him tightly and snuggling the side of his head. "Yeee, you're soft, too! You have so much hair! Why is it white? Are you a foreigner? Or are you albino? Did you know albinos aren't supposed to be out in the sun very long? Are you going to hide from the sun? Why don't you carry an umbrella to hide your face? You can carry shade with you. Do you use alot of conditioner to keep it soft? What brand do you use? Is it super expensive? Is it imported? What country is it from? Is it something super exotic like India?"

Blaise's grip gets a little tighter as he keeps going with his fantasy land babble.