[ For once, it was a movement that his body accepted without a word of protest, choked breaths or erratic beating of his heart taking over. Ace gladly welcomed that change, even if the warm pressure against his shoulder tempted him to similarly close his eyelids against his better judgment.

The blond settled for a subtle tilt of his head that almost had him lean into the touch, but remained somewhat cautious in studying their surroundings, just in case. Mindful of their proximity, he lowered his voice into a whisper. ]

You do let me get away with a lot of things, Tear.

[ He exhales softly, his following words sounding even more vague. ]

Not minding is one matter, but is it something you would want for yourself?