[ He doesn't seem to notice the responses to him settling down where he does, but the way one corner of his lips finally lifts at the words could say otherwise.
It's not until after he sets his cup down, that he responds. ]
Maybe you can test my tea skills, later.
[ But, then he's looking to the detective... just in time to feel that hand moving through his hair. His expression softens, cheeks darkening. Whatever he was going to say? That's briefly out of the picture...
For just a split second he's leaning closer. He catches himself, and lifts his hands just a little... clumsily. ]
That feels really nice...
[ He glances to the side, swallows hard, holds a blink... then just lets his head rest on the older teen's shoulder. He can still see Kurama - in fact, he's signing to him, device still in hand, with the hint of a... knowing look in his eyes. ]
By the way, Kurama... Nice choice on the rose. That's actually the kind of rose I would have recommended for telling someone who's cherished to "be happy."
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It's not until after he sets his cup down, that he responds. ]
Maybe you can test my tea skills, later.
[ But, then he's looking to the detective... just in time to feel that hand moving through his hair. His expression softens, cheeks darkening. Whatever he was going to say? That's briefly out of the picture...
For just a split second he's leaning closer. He catches himself, and lifts his hands just a little... clumsily. ]
That feels really nice...
[ He glances to the side, swallows hard, holds a blink... then just lets his head rest on the older teen's shoulder. He can still see Kurama - in fact, he's signing to him, device still in hand, with the hint of a... knowing look in his eyes. ]
By the way, Kurama... Nice choice on the rose. That's actually the kind of rose I would have recommended for telling someone who's cherished to "be happy."