[Ah, that's definitely a tone of voice Yoshitsugu hasn't heard before; how many other new things will he hear from his companion in the days to come? A very interesting thought. He traces his finger along the curve of Takatora's lip before shifting his hand to rest in Takatora's hair.]
Are you trying to insult me? [Yoshitsugu doesn't try to be dramatic with the mock offense, this time.] A poor effort.
['Rest,' perhaps, isn't the right word for what he starts to do. It seems Yoshitsugu is beginning the very slow process of trying to mess up Takatora's hair, judging from the constant movement of that wandering hand.]
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Are you trying to insult me? [Yoshitsugu doesn't try to be dramatic with the mock offense, this time.] A poor effort.
['Rest,' perhaps, isn't the right word for what he starts to do. It seems Yoshitsugu is beginning the very slow process of trying to mess up Takatora's hair, judging from the constant movement of that wandering hand.]