He pulls away, face a bit flushed, arms still wrapped around Baku's neck. He looks up at him with his big innocent eyes because seriously he's really freakin pretty I mean look at him-
"Well...y-you don't kiss someone i-if you don't care about them...and I'm not lying about caring about you. Why do you think I brought you here...w-why do you think I don't get mad when y-you're cruel..."
"But I don't. Y-you've done so much for me...m-more than anyone else ever has and I...you're a really good person...y-you're really kind...a-and brave...so of course I care about you. You're amazing..."
"Because you want to help-that's the definition of kindness-helping others...a-and you're not even gaining anything from it...I-I have nothing to give you so..."
