"Fourteen?! No way! You've really got a baby face! Don't say you're not cute, you're downright adorable!"

Blaise starts touching Toushirou's face in awe, poking his face with his finger.

"I can't believe it. I wish I looked that cute! I bet you don't have to work for it at all. Do you like sweets? I bet people buy you candy all the time. You don't take any from strangers, do you? You know that's bad, right? Candy from strangers can be drugged, then they'll kidnap you, and then the world can't enjoy you're cuteness anymore except on milk cartons! Oh, do you want a soda? My treat! I was headed that way, anyway. They've got this really awesome place down the street!" Blaise just prattled on like an excited puppy dog.