[His fist clenched at his side. He knew he was giving cause for alarm, being extremely vague. He doesn't want to lie to Yoshimitsu, but he didn't want him to know either. Or for anyone to know, it was bad enough how Cehd'ra found out.]
... Forgive me. There is... much I've chosen to keep hidden. Much I would prefer not to share. ... At least not now. [Which at least implies there's a future for them. If only for the man's kindness, he wanted to share something. And he didn't want him to leave, either if the tentative step forward he took was any indication.]
But I will understand if that is not acceptable. [If the feelings declared just went away then and there.]
[That's quite a substantial "if". If he could have helped it, no one would know. But the tension in Takame's shoulders certainly faded when that subject was dropped.
When had he become so tense?
The other question proposed gave him pause, though. Were they...? He didn't want Yoshimitsu to leave, the thought of him leaving made him tense all over again, but. Is this what that feeling was?]
... This is all new to me, I'm afraid. [Not comforting words, but again not a rejection. But...] I've never felt this towards someone else before. [There's still hints of worry in the way his hands shuffled into his pockets. Namely how frequently people seem to disappear in this realm. And the fact that he remembered nothing of it that time he left. But Yoshimitsu seemed just as aware of it and yet still willing to try. He took another step forward.] I confess I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do.
[As Takame takes a step forward, so does he. Yoshimitsu smiles up at him without a hint of uncertainty in his gaze. He's just happy, grateful if anything. Even though Takame hasn't answered his question yet, he can tell that the man is interested either way.]
I would say you should follow your heart but I'm not even certain.
[His gaze softens some.]
This is so strange, isn't it? It's a riddle neither of us can solve alone.
[He hasn't answered yet, if only because he doesn't fully understand what he's feeling and why it's so overwhelming. The idea is something Takame had witnessed before, people courting and having long term partners but it was always second-hand. Never something he expected to actually feel or have. He's had a number of bed mates, still does here, but none that he could call a partner.
As enticing as the idea of being romantically by someone's side felt, he'd always dismissed himself as unworthy of it, someone like him who only felt a mild spark on a good day.]
Indeed... [It was unsettling how much he wanted to act to understand this feeling.]
This realm seems to favor those who take many partners, but what I feel with you... is... ["Intimidating, far stronger than I."] different than what I feel with them. [They arrived in this realm near the same time, knew well its ways. Takame doubted Yoshimitsu would miss his implication.]
I... may never truly understand it, but... [A pause, trying to find the right words. He went silent for a moment. Then took one more step forward. One step at a time, as Zhian always told him.]
I would like... to try. [Another pause.] With you.
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Why not?
[There's still ample amounts of confusion in his tone but he's trying to comprehend Takame's oddly sullen expression.]
Takame, what's on your mind? I don't believe I ever seen you so conflicted before.
[To say the least, he's a little worried.]
Have I offended you?
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[His fist clenched at his side. He knew he was giving cause for alarm, being extremely vague. He doesn't want to lie to Yoshimitsu, but he didn't want him to know either. Or for anyone to know, it was bad enough how Cehd'ra found out.]
... Forgive me. There is... much I've chosen to keep hidden. Much I would prefer not to share. ... At least not now. [Which at least implies there's a future for them. If only for the man's kindness, he wanted to share something. And he didn't want him to leave, either if the tentative step forward he took was any indication.]
But I will understand if that is not acceptable. [If the feelings declared just went away then and there.]
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[He lets out a sigh of relief. For a second there, Yoshimitsu was certain he offended the poor man.]
Your secrets are your own to keep but if you ever feel like sharing, I'll be there to listen.
[The ninja grins up at Takame, his dark gaze fill with cheer and mischief.]
So, I take it that the feelings are...mutual?
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When had he become so tense?
The other question proposed gave him pause, though. Were they...? He didn't want Yoshimitsu to leave, the thought of him leaving made him tense all over again, but. Is this what that feeling was?]
... This is all new to me, I'm afraid. [Not comforting words, but again not a rejection. But...] I've never felt this towards someone else before. [There's still hints of worry in the way his hands shuffled into his pockets. Namely how frequently people seem to disappear in this realm. And the fact that he remembered nothing of it that time he left. But Yoshimitsu seemed just as aware of it and yet still willing to try. He took another step forward.] I confess I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do.
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I would say you should follow your heart but I'm not even certain.
[His gaze softens some.]
This is so strange, isn't it? It's a riddle neither of us can solve alone.
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As enticing as the idea of being romantically by someone's side felt, he'd always dismissed himself as unworthy of it, someone like him who only felt a mild spark on a good day.]
Indeed... [It was unsettling how much he wanted to act to understand this feeling.]
This realm seems to favor those who take many partners, but what I feel with you... is... ["Intimidating, far stronger than I."] different than what I feel with them. [They arrived in this realm near the same time, knew well its ways. Takame doubted Yoshimitsu would miss his implication.]
I... may never truly understand it, but... [A pause, trying to find the right words. He went silent for a moment. Then took one more step forward. One step at a time, as Zhian always told him.]
I would like... to try. [Another pause.] With you.