[Okay, so...so not losing like he's lost something, not losing like he's surrendered. Kakyoin wants him to lose like they've been playing a game and there has to be a victor, and this time it simply isn't him. That's good to know, and it makes sense. It's important especially for him to know, he muses, because the act of submission is largely all the same in the end, but the path to getting there can vary wildly, and that's Kakyoin's half of it all.

So he hums, appreciative, and gives Kakyoin a little squeeze even as he glances over at him.]

You want to catch me.

[Plot, snare, bind, possess — he can see all the trappings of it in what Kakyoin describes.]

You don't want me to lose a fight, you want me to lose a chase. You want me to play keep-away, until you can outsmart me and win. That's really what it is, isn't it?