He draws his legs up and holds his knees with his arms.] No. I think it's love. [He'll be honest about it, at least.]
It's... just a different love. There are different kinds of love. [Hmm. He peers at Ryo.] When you think about how you feel... about me, where do you feel it?
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He draws his legs up and holds his knees with his arms.] No. I think it's love. [He'll be honest about it, at least.]
It's... just a different love. There are different kinds of love. [Hmm. He peers at Ryo.] When you think about how you feel... about me, where do you feel it?