[He almost -- almost -- jerks away in surprise of the returned weight, but manages not to; these words are more of a comfort, paired with Akira's warmth and weight, and he closes his eyes with a soft sigh.]

And to think I was jealous of him once upon a time.

[God, no, not anymore. He shakes his head.]

Thank you. [...] So what sort of visions have you been getting? I do hope they're more pleasant than my own.