[Leon has to try to keep drawing away from the sentimentality, it's too much for him to handle.
But... well. It's also warm and nice. There's the knowledge that they don't have a limit on evenings like these; that sometimes his missions make him too tired to embrace them, or something they decide together that other activities are what they want--
But there will always be other evenings.
There will always be more time, and that's...it's perfect. So Leon sighs (a contented sound to be sure) and settles himself against Stahn's side properly.]
I suppose this is fine, yes.
[He likes it too.]
We can do this whenever we please. Nothing shall stop us.
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But... well. It's also warm and nice. There's the knowledge that they don't have a limit on evenings like these; that sometimes his missions make him too tired to embrace them, or something they decide together that other activities are what they want--
But there will always be other evenings.
There will always be more time, and that's...it's perfect. So Leon sighs (a contented sound to be sure) and settles himself against Stahn's side properly.]
I suppose this is fine, yes.
[He likes it too.]
We can do this whenever we please. Nothing shall stop us.