[Without Fuuma having to say it, he gets a good sense about what exactly is so nice about it, considering especially that it is exactly what he's been trying to convey, unable to verbalize such words in any other way like this. Mine, you're...]
I--
[Stay. Be with me always.]
[He nods, numbly, eyes half-lidded.] It's the same. When you... [Mrf. What are these feelings]