[ the pout falls away, expression softening as he shifts closer. the hand in sephiroth's hair unwinds, lacing around his back, as the other hand folds lightly over the one around his waist. ]

.. Yeah. Yeah, I do. 'S about as much as I've missed you, I'd fink. [ he squeezes the other man's hand lightly. ] Makin' th' most've th' time we've got, roight?