[Another muffled hum into Kaworu's hair, vaguely approving. Paul nestles Kaworu a bit to the left, a snugger press - nothing too indiscreet, but the night and collective intoxication is getting along, and the room isn't that well-lit.]
Who said you could use my own words against me? You are a little devil.
cw: vaguely nsfw
Who said you could use my own words against me? You are a little devil.