[He hums a little at that with a nod, and then hums again when Shuichi suggests lying down. It takes just a little more effort than it should to get up and out of his lap, moving towards the bed without any fight but stopping at the end of the couch. Turning around, he gives the detective a thoughtful, tired look. His eyelids are already drooping, arms just kind of hanging limply at his sides, definitely tired...and then he glances back at the bed and away from him, bringing up a hand to chew on his thumb a little, debating something.]
...you're...still willing to do whatever I want you to, if I need something...?
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...you're...still willing to do whatever I want you to, if I need something...?