"You had some vegetable juice on your face, so I wiped it off for you," Uchiha Yin said calmly, a faint smile on his lips.
"Um, can I just control the food directly? Controlling chopsticks is too hard." Feeling guilty under Uchiha Yin's gaze, Sara forced a change of subject.
The touch had been brief, but it had sent her heart racing.
"No. If you just move the food straight into your mouth, it'll be too easy. You won't get any practice." Uchiha Yin wagged a finger.
"Controlling chopsticks takes finesse. If you can't even manage that, how will you control a delicate puppet?" Uchiha Yin asked.
"But I might get vegetable juice or soup..." Sara blurted out before she knew it.
"Then I'll 'wipe' it off, just like I did earlier. Don't worry, I won't let any of it land anywhere but on you."
Seeing Sara's eyes dart away, Uchiha Yin felt a mischievous urge to tease her.
"Th-that..." Remembering what Uchiha Yin had just done, Sara found herself oddly tempted to spill some soup on herself.
Stop it, Sara! What are you thinking?
The mysterious smile on Uchiha Yin's face only made Sara more flustered.
The Chakra Threads controlling her chopsticks trembled. The chopsticks jerked, flinging a piece of food straight onto Sara's face.
Without hesitation, Uchiha Yin caught the piece in his mouth and licked away the juice it had left behind.
Sara felt dizzy. Her cheeks were burning, and so was the rest of her body.
"If you keep this up, I'll eat all your food. Then you'll have to go hungry tonight," Uchiha Yin said bluntly.
"I don't mind eating like this, but do you really want to go hungry?" Uchiha Yin asked with a wicked grin.
"Huh? Go hungry?" Sara snapped back to herself