[Ah, that's true... He's still learning to live for himself in earnest rather than to please other people.

Even if said person is the one he loves. Because once upon a time, he loved his father, too. And the last thing he wants is for Hiyori to ever feel anything like she might be similar to him, since she's not. She supports him even if she finds amusement in his efforts. Which are, quite frankly, theatrical.

There's no harm done in her being entertained. He'd prefer that to scorn.

Bumping noses with her, he lets their lips glide over one another's, a small smile still on his face. At least he didn't cry and whine over this...?]

A little bit. I mean, I...

[Ah, yeah, she's got it. No need for him to explain. Not completely, anyway.

Feeling his cheeks heat up, he glances away with a light shrug.]

Is it strange that I wanna be both for you...? Angels are the messengers of gods, but often times they're prayed to more than gods themselves. [.....] Mostly I just wanted to know I did good.