I am happy. [Sylvain's voice is insistent. He peeks up, staring up at Felix. When that doesn't feel like enough, he reaches up to hold his face. His fingers move delicately over the skin of his cheeks, sighing as he does.]

I know it doesn't sound like it. But I am. [He leans up, pressing their foreheads together. He takes the time to breathe in, to enjoy every single thing Felix had to offer.]

If you want, we can wait. I know there are still plenty of things that you and I have not done together yet. I... Would rather put you first before adding anyone else in.