[ ... oh. that's actually something leo does and doesn't expect--that is, tsukasa's readiness, and now he's fighting between the need to write down the fragments of melodies drifting in his mind and the need to hold tsukasa closer for making that all possible, for letting music leo didn't even know he had just... exist (songs for knights were just as easy, and just as dear, but different)--

--especially when he glances up to make eye contact. leo... stops, seemingly deciding on something, and then he wiggles a bit, shifting to feel out the bedside drawer while also keeping close contact with tsukasa, even leading him to shift a little more as leo does, closer to the edge of the bed.

guess who's GREEDING. it's him, he's greeding, and he's definitely making little sounds of effort but also definitely not giving up. ]

Mmm! Better than-- [ reeeaaccchh ] --great morning, now! But even without the paper I'dd-- [ ssstreeettchh and this time his fingers grasp the drawer, kind of, except his hand drops ] --be okay! I don't think I can forget a song that's come from yyy.. almost...

[ drawer's open. ]