We can...go together. See if anyone else reacts to you.

[ Hopefully he won't...become aggressive if someone does try. But he trusts Olivine to intervene if he is too much.

He's nestled down now, unaware he's stroking the other's hair, his neck, his chest, unable to keep from doting. ] I...don't worry when I'm transformed. There's no space in my head to second guess. It is pleasant, but it worries me, that I'd overlook your comfort or some consequence.

[ Then their hands are together and he's blushing. ] I do not understand how I cam to be so lucky.