"You are... eccentric. But I treasure those eccentricities as part of you, part of why I love you. Talk of neurological structure... is sadly after my time. I'm a bit out of my depth, no matter how much research I do, but I know that you are this way, and I love you, and I do not love someone that I wish you were."
He runs his fingers along César's neck. "I will do my best to be open, then. If you think this will help in future."
Those words are a soothing balm on César's heart. The last of what he needs for the worst of his fears to be defeated. He squeezes Watson's hand.
"And I love you, too, for being the kind and lovingly patient soul that you are. You don't need to be a brain surgeon, my love. The fact you're trying to understand me and do a good job of it is something more than most people would do." César's eyes are full of warmth as he continues to stroke Watson's cheek, sighing softly at being touched himself. "It'll make a huge difference. And I'll be more open in turn. But neither of us should push ourselves if it's too much in the heat of a moment."
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He runs his fingers along César's neck. "I will do my best to be open, then. If you think this will help in future."
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"And I love you, too, for being the kind and lovingly patient soul that you are. You don't need to be a brain surgeon, my love. The fact you're trying to understand me and do a good job of it is something more than most people would do." César's eyes are full of warmth as he continues to stroke Watson's cheek, sighing softly at being touched himself. "It'll make a huge difference. And I'll be more open in turn. But neither of us should push ourselves if it's too much in the heat of a moment."