"Just Soubi," he smiled. He never really liked anything than plain Soubi. And Soubi-kun? He despised that almost more than he despised the man who always called him by it.

Her reaction to the request seemed.... a little hurt. Not outwardly, but still. It worried him all the more about how Ritsuka would be with this gift. But Soubi knew how much memories and photographs meant to the boy.

"I need to get every little detail. Freckles, eyelashes, everything. This has to be as accurate as possible." He turned to the page of eyes. "Do any of these seem right?" he asked.