Brendan just says whatever he pleases so brazenly, as always. Manabu's more endeared than frazzled by it this time, of course. It makes him happy to hear him talk like that -- certain in hope, in keeping good things with him. Himself, included -- there's no denying that delights him, too, and makes his stomach do a little flip.
So...he has to take this good luck and really stretch it out, right? For all it's worth. Otherwise...well. He can imagine the crap Bruce would've flung at him for wasting it. Because he'd know better than anyone that things can change at the drop of a hat.
"I think so, too," he says, squeezing Brendan's hand for a second. Just a bracing second. He then sits up to better lean and reach him, kissing the corner of his mouth, off-target as he tends to be when being spontaneous.
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Brendan just says whatever he pleases so brazenly, as always. Manabu's more endeared than frazzled by it this time, of course. It makes him happy to hear him talk like that -- certain in hope, in keeping good things with him. Himself, included -- there's no denying that delights him, too, and makes his stomach do a little flip.
So...he has to take this good luck and really stretch it out, right? For all it's worth. Otherwise...well. He can imagine the crap Bruce would've flung at him for wasting it. Because he'd know better than anyone that things can change at the drop of a hat.
"I think so, too," he says, squeezing Brendan's hand for a second. Just a bracing second. He then sits up to better lean and reach him, kissing the corner of his mouth, off-target as he tends to be when being spontaneous.