[The way she kisses his knuckles, slowly and deliberately, makes him all but melt, his expression softening through the worry, until he lies back down beside her. He'd almost forgotten what he asked; almost, but not quite.]

You know you can talk to me, right? About anything. I promised I'd be open with you from now on, so I'd like it if it could go both ways.

[He'd like it if she didn't keep secrets too, when there's something clearly on her mind. It's a big ask, of course, for someone who struggles to express herself as Hayame does, but if he can change, he hopes she can, too.]