(There's a hunger in his eyes that Tsurumaru can't miss. He sees it and it makes him want to collect himself, regain some of his composure again, and preen. Pulling back the covers some, comfortable enough that he can relax once more, he curls a little closer, index finger and thumb tugging at Aki's sleeve a little more.
Even if he can't really feel him-- even if there's no real physical touch-- he can still feel and it feels... nice. It reminds him a bit of the saniwa's touch back home, the way they'd take care of him when his condition was poor and help him rest. It feels comforting. It feels safe. And maybe Aki can see the way Tsurumaru's eyes start to droop and maybe he can hear the way his voice starts to drag with tiredness, )
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Even if he can't really feel him-- even if there's no real physical touch-- he can still feel and it feels... nice. It reminds him a bit of the saniwa's touch back home, the way they'd take care of him when his condition was poor and help him rest. It feels comforting. It feels safe. And maybe Aki can see the way Tsurumaru's eyes start to droop and maybe he can hear the way his voice starts to drag with tiredness, )
Always taking care of others...
(It's teasing and he begins to drift.)