No, you're fine, you're good. I'm just... not used to people fussing over me, I think. I get so caught up looking after everybody else, I never let them.
You should let them. [She pokes at his ribs a little for emphasis.] We want to take care of you too, you know. You care about us, but we all care about you too! It goes both ways!
Oof, [He folds a little farther than necessary at the poke, either to really show he hears her or possibly due to a latent ticklish spot. He puffs his cheeks out a little.] I know..., It's not that I don't think you all do, it's. I've always been bad at it.
Hmm...That's okay. We'll just have to practice then. [She says it easily enough, laughing softly as she pulls him in closer again. It's easy to be bolder when the other person is acting more shy than you.]
Because we love you and we're going to fuss over you and care about you no matter what you do. No use in trying to stop it!
[He's not commonly a shy person. Meek, on occasion, mild to seem nonthreatening, but not usually shy. So Sumire drawing this out of him is a bit of a surprise for him, as well, and he burrows against her shoulder when she pulls him close again.]
[He rumbles a mock-offended sound, but he sure is soaking up her cuddling.]
[He's quiet a minute, almost too long to still be amicable without the assumption he's fallen asleep, but then hums, angling his head to look up at her through his mess of black curls.] ...I do, Sumire. I'd trust you guys with my life and thensome. [Just not the burdens of his feelings when they aren't relevant. Which to him, they never really are.]
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No, you're fine, you're good. I'm just... not used to people fussing over me, I think. I get so caught up looking after everybody else, I never let them.
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Because we love you and we're going to fuss over you and care about you no matter what you do. No use in trying to stop it!
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I'm extremely outnumbered, here.
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I just want you to feel as... As safe and comfortable with me--with us--and we are with you.
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[He's quiet a minute, almost too long to still be amicable without the assumption he's fallen asleep, but then hums, angling his head to look up at her through his mess of black curls.] ...I do, Sumire. I'd trust you guys with my life and thensome. [Just not the burdens of his feelings when they aren't relevant. Which to him, they never really are.]