[ he watches the bracelet carefully regardless, until it is stuffed back in the drawer and charles' attention is monopolised entirely by junpei's arms around him and his face pressed against his chest. he wraps his own arms around him, a response so ingrained in him he does it automatically, his hand running through his hair gently. ]
Yeah, well. Doesn't make it okay that it did work like that back then, does it?
[ he sighs, leans his cheek against the top of junpei's head for a moment, and then says, quietly, ] How many times?
[ did it actually inject him with a lethal dose, goes the rest of the question, but he supposes it's obvious. ]
looks at ztd, yeah, that's the romance bar to beat really,
Yeah, well. Doesn't make it okay that it did work like that back then, does it?
[ he sighs, leans his cheek against the top of junpei's head for a moment, and then says, quietly, ] How many times?
[ did it actually inject him with a lethal dose, goes the rest of the question, but he supposes it's obvious. ]