[Bruno hums softly into the kiss, hand coming up to lightly stroke Polnareff's cheek. He continues to stroke his cheek with his fingertips even after Polnareff pulls away. Even a handful of months ago, he wouldn't entertain this conversation under any circumstances. But looking at Polnareff's face, it feels safe enough to talk about. Even though it's entirely impossible and they both know it, it feels okay to pretend there's a future for them beyond this city.]
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Stare a casa con lei. Almeno per qualche anno.