[ His form relaxes. Tilting his head so it fits within Perse’s hand — looking at him through his brow. ]
It’s a good thing I don’t plan on going anywhere, as — hard to pin down I can be. Especially now that I don’t - have Vanguard responsibilities.
That’s fine. Ask awa -
[ Oh - his eyes flutter shut, and his hands instinctively make to hold Perse’s hips. He didn’t exactly need the oxygen but he gasps softly when they part. ]
… Yes. I - very much. I like - I do like it.
[ His poor stammer. ]