[A kiss on his lips, right here? It's a good thing he's not hooked up to his heart monitor right now, because it feels like he's soaring. He wants more and more of these. Each one creates a new rush of excitement, pushes him along further, and his cheeks are burning for it, a smile cracking through even when he tries to stay composed. He laughs, gently.]

I do understand, Wataru... Though it may be difficult for you to believe me, I hold you dear to my heart already. I'd like not just to understand these feelings more, but to experience them.

So this is reality...

[He seems glad about it, a free hand brushing over his own lips. The guard clears his throat at the door, but Eichi ignores him.]

In that case, I may be excited to continue living. [Pulling back, reluctantly, he looks down at Wataru.]

Ah, but I have those tasks I promised you to do, real quick. Notably, to be sure that the guard that helped you isn't harmed... I'll be back shortly after I arrange that.