[Grey's hand momentarily stills on Manabu's back before he forces himself to resume stroking. As if Manabu didn't just make his heart do a little somersault.]
Well then...
[Grey fumbles to find a way to phrase it that won't seem strange, but it's difficult for him to think around the implication that Manabu finds him a comforting presence. Him, Grey, the copy- and with Manabu barely knowing anything about Rezo at that.]
Why don't... You move closer? It's more comfortable in the middle of the bed.
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Well then...
[Grey fumbles to find a way to phrase it that won't seem strange, but it's difficult for him to think around the implication that Manabu finds him a comforting presence. Him, Grey, the copy- and with Manabu barely knowing anything about Rezo at that.]
Why don't... You move closer? It's more comfortable in the middle of the bed.