[ He simply listens to her, and by the time she's done Yata feels like his heart is trying to claw its way out of his chest, with the way it was aching.
There's a lot he wants to say but somehow none of it feels like it'd be enough for something as great as her faith in him, what could he even say to properly express that he'd do the same for her a thousand times over--
He suddenly leans over and presses his lips softly against hers. ]
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There's a lot he wants to say but somehow none of it feels like it'd be enough for something as great as her faith in him, what could he even say to properly express that he'd do the same for her a thousand times over--
He suddenly leans over and presses his lips softly against hers. ]