[He feels each one of his kisses just as much as he can feel Fuuma slowly pulling away, every inch of his body yearning painfully at each moment, a vague light of his magic flaring once he's gone entirely. He hears Fuuma telling him to go, but doesn't move right away, lying there watching him through half-lidded eyes.]
[Sigh.] Yes. I... must search for him.
[Sitting up, slowly. He has to go. Forgive me, he finds himself thinking, without knowing if he could even begin to explain why.]