[ He's glad for the instruction and for the change of topic. It's hard not to feel like he's doing something wrong with this, like he's stepping clumsily when one misstep might ruin the wonderful thing he's found. ]
I could just- let you go. If it's too warm.
[ He could. He even has, a few times. Lurked around Alucard's bed as a swarm of moths covering the wall and looking down at him. It was probably not the most romantic thing in the world. But he won't let go. Not really. Not unless he's asked to. He'll just joke about it, and pull Alucard all the closer as he gathers him up in his arms to stand. ]
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[ He's glad for the instruction and for the change of topic. It's hard not to feel like he's doing something wrong with this, like he's stepping clumsily when one misstep might ruin the wonderful thing he's found. ]
I could just- let you go. If it's too warm.
[ He could. He even has, a few times. Lurked around Alucard's bed as a swarm of moths covering the wall and looking down at him. It was probably not the most romantic thing in the world. But he won't let go. Not really. Not unless he's asked to. He'll just joke about it, and pull Alucard all the closer as he gathers him up in his arms to stand. ]