[ He unclasps his hands as Naruhodou lunges at him, drawing his arms around him to support him, and to pull him in. There's a warmth radiating from him, slowly cutting through the humidity that had been hanging in the air. A half-smile crosses his face, and he lifts a hand to rest it at the back of Naruhodou's head. ]
Easy there, Naruhodou. Easy . . . [ Of course Naruhodou would have entirely too much to say when Asougi himself had been struggling with his words. ] . . . I know what you mean.
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Easy there, Naruhodou. Easy . . . [ Of course Naruhodou would have entirely too much to say when Asougi himself had been struggling with his words. ] . . . I know what you mean.