[Hizumi allows himself to be tugged along, coming to rest practically on top of Ayumu, head snug by Ayumu's collarbone. For all the closeness and intimacy the crystal amulets provide, the sound of Ayumu's voice as it reverberates through his own body is pleasant, too.]

"Like me" huh...

[His own voice is musing, warm at both the words and the thought. It's still a hell of a thing, considering himself human. He'd known of his life as the Devil since he was ten; even now, there's bits and pieces of that very life that are still so hard to divorce completely from the now.

But, he's working on it, bit by bit. And even with setbacks like this, he's confident that one day, he'll think of himself as fully human as any other ordinary person.]

Even with little curses like these, it really is a world of blessings. [And here, he moves again, this time to tilt his head upwards to press his lips against Ayumu's, soft - if short.]

Let's see just how far we can take it, shall we?

[Year after year after year... Without any particular composition to follow, without any worry of genes or any other creature suffocating and choking their bodies to death.]