[ For several moments, they both fall quiet, wrapped up in one another. Lips pressed in soft kisses, fingers sliding in tender caresses. When Sylvain does finally break the kiss, it's only to rest his forehead against Basch's once more. ]

When something bothers you like this again, when something makes you this afraid, please don't try and hide it from me. It will do neither of us any good to try and ignore it, rather that resolve it once and for all. And I want you to feel like you can come to me with anything - I'm not going to judge you for what you think and feel, Basch, nor for the scars you carry from what you've experienced.