[ Right now, he's alone. They're not here in his thoughts, in his body, in his blood. He could say yes. But he still doesn't know what love really entails. He's never had good examples in his life. Want, he understands though. He can more easily say he wants him than he loves him. And that he can't think of anyone else he wants.
But instead of explaining all that, he puts his head to his knees and just murmurs quietly: ]
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But instead of explaining all that, he puts his head to his knees and just murmurs quietly: ]
Probably.