[happy for tuuri who isn't as embarrassed as lavi definitely is at hearing all of this, his hand goes to his head for want of doing anything else, scratching at his cheek. he's both pleased and a little confused, and of course, embarrassed. and also, something tugs at him too, the same feeling that always pulls at him when he meets someone new and likes them.

a feeling like he's running his fingers down a page of a book, wondering when it'll end.]

You know, I was plannin' on feeling sorry for myself for the rest of tonight.

[but now he can't? maybe he still could, but it'd be a little much]

You're gonna have to make it up to me, for interrupting my plans.