[The 'kiss' makes Takatora's eyes widen, his face flushing a bit at the contact. It's... something he would have expected from his younger brother ten years ago, but certainly not now. And the nuzzle to his hand has a small smile tugging at his lips, though it doesn't fully develop by the time Mitsuzane seems to start worrying.
Takatora frowns again, nudging Mitsuzane's face towards his own and fighting the urge to kiss him again in an attempt to be comforting. He mentally smacks himself for thinking of such a thing.]
We'll look out for each other, then. Just be careful.
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Takatora frowns again, nudging Mitsuzane's face towards his own and fighting the urge to kiss him again in an attempt to be comforting. He mentally smacks himself for thinking of such a thing.]
We'll look out for each other, then. Just be careful.