[ Natsuo flinches at the touch and tries to pull back— he gets it, right? That habit so obvious, that it had to be spelled out on the tapestries: the head pats that always made Mafuyu smile and glow with warmth, he can never enjoy for being for being afraid he'd be exposed. He can't. He'll do anything to keep that from happening. ]
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but natsuo says it with such conviction he sincerely wonders if beautiful people should just accept blood oaths
anyway:]
I will take it seriously, even if I don't see why your life is on the line.
Shall I swear on my Captain's memory?
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He feels a little like crying. ]
No... Don't you have a dead cat or somebody else's memory you can swear on?
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Jae-ha sighs and reaches out to place his free hand to the top of Natsuo's head.]
I don't, actually.
But this is important to you, and I'd rather swear my word on the Captain that I chose, rather than the blood I don't even want.
So consider your secret safe, alright?
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That's my life, so you'd better.
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I will, I will.
Now get back into bed and have something to eat. It sounds like you've been through quite a lot.