I need—

[he presses his face into that hand, breathing in his scent.]

No... I like it this way. I just get teary easily. I'll definitely tell you if I don't like anything.

[he's a man who just feels so much, so deeply. his weight shifts and his expression despite the tears is earnest.]

I need more. I want to feel you inside me again. ["again." Basch is Basch, and it doesn't matter what form he takes, clearly.]