Hmmm. [Miyano is quiet for a long moment. Then, hesitantly, watching Bruce's face for any sign he should pull away, he reaches out under the covers and slides his much smaller hand onto the man's arm. He's very warm, and despite the heavy blankets, Miya is still chilly.
So he inches closer, still very cautiously.] I've never really had those things. But -- they sound really nice. All of them.
[The careful inching forward has the much-too-big shirt falling even more off Miyano's shoulders, but he seems oblivious to that.]
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So he inches closer, still very cautiously.] I've never really had those things. But -- they sound really nice. All of them.
[The careful inching forward has the much-too-big shirt falling even more off Miyano's shoulders, but he seems oblivious to that.]