The lack of attention to them is strange for Noriko, but oddly...appreciated. It's one time she won't have to explain the effects of her mutation and the whole crazy story of why she's not even legally able to drink and has those kinds of scars. She likes that. She also doesn't get that response a whole lot.

"It is pretty awesome that way," she says, taking the vibrator between slim fingers, with unpainted nails, though she isn't quite so bold as to simply click it back on and undo his fly. She only touches the end--thankful at the moment that it's silicon-coated--to the top of his sternum, letting the vibration start low as she slides it down, counting the ribs she passes and pausing at the end of his ribcage.