I... [Breathes out, closing his eyes and kissing him back. Clearly Kamui has priorities before answering anyway, leaning his head a little to the touch of his fingers in his bangs. Murmuring, though, he nods.] Yeah. I am.
I will be.
[When he opens his eyes again though, they don't seem all that focused on thoughts of himself, or of his freedom, instead meeting Fuuma's gaze. Thinking only of him somehow, despite himself, finding it difficult to focus on anything else. His hands touch lightly to his chest, lingering there.]