Kusuriyuri's cheeks flushed with color as he let the wrapping fall away, using both hands to caress the fabric, though he was almost afraid to touch it. "This one can feel Itoshii's heart in it," he murmured softly, hoping that Kurama was truly recovered enough to not be hurt by the words. "He does not have words adequate enough," he added, his words more formal, at a loss.
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Date: 2009-08-09 11:20 pm (UTC)