[Kyouya waits. Quietly and patiently, he waits. Watches as Tamaki parses through what he said and waits. Sees the realization and waits.

Once he's done, Kyouya can't help himself. He's chuckling. Quiet and reserved, not full amusement. But it's something.

Somehow, he's not surprised.]

I assumed the whole club knew.

[Confirmation without really answering the last question.]

And I'm... [His smile fades.] I'm just waiting for the day my father finds out.

[Tamaki knew how the Otori house was run, what the patriarch was like, what he expected, and what the price was for disappointing.]

I know you'd never hurt me. I know that if anything ever happened, you'd protect me. But that...

That scared me enough to kill any sense I had about the source. I was just afraid.