[Sakamoto feels a warmth wash over his shoulders and cheeks, and he's suddenly aware that his scarf isn't around his neck to hide whatever redness is aggregating there.
Sometimes he wishes it was easier to stay close to all of them, but he has so much work to do.
His mission is greater, grander than himself.]
Nah! I'm just doin' what friends do.
[There's a lot of emphasis on that word, friend. Because what they're doing now, sharing a bed, touching one another...
It would be inappropriate if they went any further, and Zura only saves that kind of thing for people who will save themselves for him.]
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Sometimes he wishes it was easier to stay close to all of them, but he has so much work to do.
His mission is greater, grander than himself.]
Nah! I'm just doin' what friends do.
[There's a lot of emphasis on that word, friend. Because what they're doing now, sharing a bed, touching one another...
It would be inappropriate if they went any further, and Zura only saves that kind of thing for people who will save themselves for him.]
You're welcome though.
[It's said breathlessly.]