[ baein goes quiet when daeshim frames his face, and he lets himself lean his head into it, blinking slowly, eyes wide, at the fae. ]

Oh. I... of course I would. You mean so much to me, it is natural.

[ he still looks a little sheepish though, and he reaches up to cover daeshim's hands with his own. ]

Sorry, I started rambling about strange things, right?

[ he smiles a little at the other, fond beyond anything. ]

Do you want to try out clothes now?