Like this? Not so much. I could do without falling asleep on you every twenty minutes. Real tired of that.

[Like he couldn't lie, this actually sucked a lot. But he knew that wasn't what Eiji was actually getting at. It went past this. Emi frowned a little, looking down at his lap. There were no hands to hold, but he reached out to gingerly hook his fingers into the hem of Eiji's shirt both for want of contact and not wanting Eiji to move any farther away than he already had emotionally.]

But I am happy being here with you. You're my best friend, why wouldn't I be? Even with stuff like this, you're... I don't think anyone else would have been able to find me.