[Souji stares at the other man for a moment, before promptly folding over in a helpless gigglefit. Nevermind that it makes his breathing tough, and there's a few moments there when it's more cough than laughter, because he doesn't seem to care. It's just too funny - and this way he can ignore the strange sense of jealousy over the fact that something that's so precious to him is repeated somehow in a different world.

There's a moment or two before he can speak properly, and by then he's happily wiping tears of laughter out of his eyes.]

I- I would not necessarily put it like that, you know. He does try so hard with his poetry, after all. It's just, ah, very hard to understand. [That's a kind way of saying it's either incredibly banal or completely indecipherable or both. Oh, but there is a lot of gentle fondness in his voice even as he has to choke back another laugh. He really loves that poetry in all its shitty glory.]

But he really does bring it on himself - you're right about that. If he wants so badly not to be teased then he shouldn't make it so easy - or so funny. A demon with a demon's temper only has himself to blame.