I don't want to hear that from you. You're the troublemaker.

[Haru's hands, he knows, would be cold if he weren't wearing clothes. Dylas reaches up and places one hand over one of Haru's own. Dylas closes his eyes for a moment, takes a deep breath.]

This is where I want to be. [In Haru's hands. He gives it a squeeze.] Can't you understand that?