[It shouldn't, given such an innocuous subject matter as this, but — Sasuke feels the weight of some unnamable emotion as it settles in his chest and pulls his throat closed. He manages a nod, pliant to the kiss.]
... Okay.
[The quiet agreement is all he can voice, allowing his body to drape further forward, down and against Cy's chest where he can settle himself fully. He doesn't know what else to say, so instead the breath sweeps out of him in one exhalation, limbs lax, a shivering collapse put into Cy's arms to be held together.
It reminds him of how he felt when he imagined looking at himself in the mirror.]
Does the time tomorrow matter to you? [With Cy, he can't be sure.] Should I do anything else to prepare?
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... Okay.
[The quiet agreement is all he can voice, allowing his body to drape further forward, down and against Cy's chest where he can settle himself fully. He doesn't know what else to say, so instead the breath sweeps out of him in one exhalation, limbs lax, a shivering collapse put into Cy's arms to be held together.
It reminds him of how he felt when he imagined looking at himself in the mirror.]
Does the time tomorrow matter to you? [With Cy, he can't be sure.] Should I do anything else to prepare?