[Bruno doesn't mind the arm around his hips, taking the opportunity to move in a little closer when he's tugged and running his fingers through Polnareff's hair. As always, it's warmer in Polnareff's arms than anywhere else, so of course he moves to be closer.]
Mm, I think so. [He certainly doesn't feel unwell even if things feel off. Bruno leans down, pressing a kiss to Polnareff's forehead.] What about you? You seem distracted.
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Mm, I think so. [He certainly doesn't feel unwell even if things feel off. Bruno leans down, pressing a kiss to Polnareff's forehead.] What about you? You seem distracted.