[There's so much he wants to say. He wants so badly to stop Dohalim, to melt into the aching sweetness of that kiss and just... admit so much... but it's not the place or the time. It may never be.]

I would never leave you off my own volition, Dohalim.

[It's so much admission so at once, melded into a phrase spoken carefully plainly. If he could, he would turn the world upside down just to stay with him. If Do thinks he's being sentimental now...]

I— I'm not sentimental... [It's a miracle he doesn't huff.] must you tease me so? I can't even be mad at you when you say it so sincerely.