. . . Yeah. I'm not gonna argue that. Me too, honestly. Hey, Kyousuke—I trust you.
[His expression shifts, just for Kyousuke, into something open and adoring, his hand stroking up and down the edge of that wing with a special tenderness he shows few people.]
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[His expression shifts, just for Kyousuke, into something open and adoring, his hand stroking up and down the edge of that wing with a special tenderness he shows few people.]