[ Setsuna, to his credit, does not take the bait. He does not surrender to instinct, much as he'd like to be done with any remaining semblance of civilities already, close the gap, and kiss him hard, deep, fast, like he knows they both want and prefer. He just stares back at the approaching Mello as evenly as he can, though it's somewhat muddled by the proximity, the purposeful drop in Mello's tone (or at least he perceives as much, it sounds lower), and the fact that the attraction between them has now been made abundantly clear.

No, Mello doesn't ask for opinions, he demands things and expects them to be done, but Setsuna is stubborn. Setsuna is also probably the better thinker between the two of them, amazingly enough, as he's about to demonstrate.

Setting the flick blade down, he instead traces the tip of his finger delicately over where Mello's scar is, right above the ear. Delicately, so as not to startle him. Mello's movements now are of one who is no longer masking sexual intent, but he's still not taking his chances in getting shoved off or told off due to crossing a potential line. ]

The point of incision is here, yes. But...

[ The finger trails up, to the side of his head, taps against it. ]

The chip is obviously embedded in the brain, to be affecting us so directly.

[ And Setsuna is sure he need not explain that cutting his skull open and trying to perform brain surgery with a flick blade is serious no bueno. He'll let the logic sink in for a moment, hide the fact that his breath is quickening and dammit, Mello, you're seriously ruining his stoic reputation here, and just waits to see what he'll do, more than a little anxious. ]