You're asking me to dress up for you? Like the last time, or something else?

[But the lightheartedness gradually takes a backseat as he settles into the attention he's being offered, shifting and adjusting until he's comfortable with his head propped against Kakyoin's and his hands skimming slow and methodical circles over the redhead's scars.]

...You know I want you to do what's right for you. Whether it's keeping them, erasing them...if one day you wake up and change your mind, I'll still support you in it. Just so long as they're not hurting you. That's the only thing, so as long as they're not...then the rest is your decision, and I don't have or need or want a say in it.