[Entwined like this, Paul feels Kaworu's tensing in a hundred places, even as the question is formed and asked. The first thing that Paul does in the quiet that comes after is to twist to touch their forehead together, the tips of their noses brushing as Paul seeks out Kaworu's eyes.]
Yes.
[He says, simply, because those remembered wounds still bleed on his arms and along his ribs, and he thinks he's begun to better understand.]
I love you.
[He tightens his arms around Kaworu like binding tethers, supporting and securing at the same time.]
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Yes.
[He says, simply, because those remembered wounds still bleed on his arms and along his ribs, and he thinks he's begun to better understand.]
I love you.
[He tightens his arms around Kaworu like binding tethers, supporting and securing at the same time.]