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[Kazuya unconsciously tightened his grip around Minny's hand - almost painfully, but he didn't seem to notice. He held it tight, keeping his breaths even and short with the back of his throat burning. This wasn't fair. Minny shouldn't be allowed to make him cry. He shouldn't be accepting... strange... how strange. The knee jerk response to push that acceptance away was bewildering to him - he wanted it, but at the same time, something viscerally rejected it. He did want it though - he wanted to hear that - he really did...]

Thank you. [Was all he managed, turning away as much as he could without letting go of Minny. He wiped at his face with his free hand, his eyes feeling wet but his cheeks dry. Good, so he hadn't yet...] And I- I didn't- I'm sorry. You're not a weirdo. I'm just... hold on... [Give him a moment. He's feeling a little overwhelmed]