Hmm.

[Kazuha only offers a thoughtful hum at that. It seemed a lonely existence; the time he's spent wandering himself lonliness has found its way to worm into his heart at times. Maybe not so much anymore, surrounded by people who love him. He hopes to make Scaramouche feel loved as well. He thinks he's made a good step in the right direction for that.

The slight stumble isn't unnoticed, though Kazuha carries on as normal. Part of him is tempted to slip his arm around the other man's waist instead of just in his hand, though he's far more polite and proper for that. Still, he can't help leaning closer to Scaramouche, his voice low and a foxish smile on his face.]

I will do that to more than just your neck.

[The immortal has a whole body for him to mark. Kazuha intends to take things slower and stay to more innocent locations, though just the thought of seeing his bruises on the puppet's inner thighs makes his head feel light. He picks up the speed of his step, wanting the privacy of spending his day alone with his new partner as soon as possible.]

A small fib or avoidance of the truth, that's all. But you are very beautiful in anything you wear, or wearing nothing at all.

[Avoidance of the truth, huh? He's sidestepped that question a little.]

I'm quite dirty too, now. All that hard work just gone in an instant. It would make sense to bathe together, wouldn't it?