[Blunt works much better for the immortal, makes the job of figuring out just what Kazuha was thinking, feeling, much easier. The term is one he could have grasped on his own given everything that's been said, but hearing the samurai say it settles it more in reality.

What Kazuha desires from him is a relationship, romantic in nature.

He's already made his decision, though not yet put it to words, and Scaramouche wonders if he even should. He knows nothing of being in a relationship, knows little of if he'd even be capable of the emotions the other Inazuman would want to get out of it - he doubts he's capable of everything. Kazuha doesn't even know that he lacks a heart.

The temptation of feeling wanted is a particularly large draw, and that the trust he's placed forth hasn't been broken only further adds reason to his own wants. Though the mortal is perhaps a bit too unnecessarily sweet with his actions and words.]

Mm, trying rather hard aren't you. I suppose I could be then... Yours.

[The word comes out soft as his hand is taken, pressed up against Kazuha's chest, a mix of emotions as the Harbinger takes a moment to simply focus on the beat of the man's heart. He lacks one of his own, will possibly never have one no matter how hard he tries, so was it fair if he stole one from another? Did he even care when the samurai was offering it up willingly, even if it wouldn't be the same as having his own.

He should tell him, warn Kazuha that despite what he feels or thinks he feels he may never be able to fully give him what he wants. But he's never been so selfless, easier to just take what he wants, and he does want.]

I never said I wanted to leave. Simply that I have no intention of doing so without my clothes.