Hmm.... Perhaps if I still possessed my wrinkles, then it would be acceptable - though I feel as though it may be complicated now.

[to be a bishounen...

he watches tsurumaru stretch, and his fingers twitch minutely as though he wishes to reach out and touch yet again - but he refrains. no need for that.]

You have my gratitude. Should you need any help, please let me know as well.

[admittedly until then, he's actually going to pick up tsurumaru's phone and start snooping through it quietly]