[ Why the fuck is she thanking him? He's the one who - ... He inhales deep now, sucking in air to replace all the ones he just exhaled. He can feel his eyes moistening, and he's not sure if it's sympathy or frustration. But he can't be like that, not around her. Not right now. He can go be that way with... more or less anyone else, really. Yamato runs his thumb against her hand, and he looks at her with what he hopes is a pleasant expression ]

That's -- it's a really good idea. [ . . . ] I hope I can be a good friend for you. [ A beat ] And I'm sure you'll do well with our Alpha.

[ . . . God damn man make up your mind ]