[ Hey! He can feel the slight tremble which is definitely not synonymous with actual tremors. ]

Is something wrong with that? [ A small huff. Then, he feels those fingertips lightly touch along his ear, which makes a smidgen of heat rises to his cheeks and his voice soften: ] When you're younger, it doesn't really hurt that much to get ears pierced.

[ Or it didn't for him. One of his fingers still against the other's back carefully winds a strand of long hair around it, just a bit. He's feeling a little bit bolder as well, though he considers that maybe they should sit down on the bed at some point. It's probably not going to be good to stand in this position for long—well, they're in a game and all, but still. ]

Yes, I did. I liked to take care of the animals on my farm, but I always knew from a young age what I wanted to be. When you were a child...did you imagine anything? Anything at all?

[ All children have dreams, right? Even if they may, in fact, be fleeting ones... ]