[It's hard to suppress a shiver as his brother touches so close to his neck, and it takes him a brief moment to realize his brother is addressing him.]
Yes... you can touch wherever you want, Mitsuzane.
[As the shirt is parted, the ugly scar on his shoulder becomes visible. He swallows hard, pressing his face against his brother's shoulder in a strange reversal of their previous position. It's difficult to let people see it, to see the scarring on what he's told is an otherwise perfect body. The years of failures, of mistakes, all written on his shoulder in a single catastrophic incident.]
It's... it's all right... if you want to touch... anything...
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Yes... you can touch wherever you want, Mitsuzane.
[As the shirt is parted, the ugly scar on his shoulder becomes visible. He swallows hard, pressing his face against his brother's shoulder in a strange reversal of their previous position. It's difficult to let people see it, to see the scarring on what he's told is an otherwise perfect body. The years of failures, of mistakes, all written on his shoulder in a single catastrophic incident.]
It's... it's all right... if you want to touch... anything...