[ It would be a lie to say that he didn't enjoy it either, but unlike her, he has a sense of modesty. When she pulls back, his blush reflects her own. ]
Yuno... I was never angry at you. I just didn't want you to die. [ 'Either of you,' he thinks. Sure, he was angry at first... but the very real threat that he was going to die, or worse, lose her, was more than enough to reshuffle his priorities. ]
Of course I have. [ If he can forgive her for chaining him up for a week in a chair to the point where he almost atrophied, then he can forgive her for just about anything. ]
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Yuno... I was never angry at you. I just didn't want you to die. [ 'Either of you,' he thinks. Sure, he was angry at first... but the very real threat that he was going to die, or worse, lose her, was more than enough to reshuffle his priorities. ]
Of course I have. [ If he can forgive her for chaining him up for a week in a chair to the point where he almost atrophied, then he can forgive her for just about anything. ]