[ That light touch brushing over his knuckles is...nice. Quite embarrassingly so; and the sensation of touch feels so real. As if he is standing in reality—a thought that makes him want to draw even closer to the other man.

It honestly scares him, just a bit. ]

Because I want to. Obviously, the fact you're not a stranger, and know about my circumstances would factor into it.

There's nothing wrong with that, is there? I'd already hardly minded your company even before you saw something I would have rather you'd not. Prefer it, at times. Examine your own actions as well...those have meant something to me.

[ He truly likes being around Michel, enjoys his company, and the sound of his voice. The fact the other man has sought him out, worried about him, and shown all the warmth he thinks he's incapable of. Even if those thoughts are a part of the revelation that is startling because he'd hope to never attribute any sort of favor towards anyone. That is just asking for them to be put into a position of power to do as they please, should they discover it. But, Michel's different from everyone else. Even the fact that he saw what he looked like doesn't terrify him. ]

Warmth isn't just in a personality. And, I'll ask you all the unwelcome questions in the world, so it's only fair. [ ... ] I'm not like people who think that it'd be perfect to meet others half-way. If you ask me what I think, I won't hide it from you.

[ So ridiculous, navigating uncharted waters. But what can he do but desire to continue along these waves? No matter the turbulent storm. ]