[if you had told him a month, a week, a day, an hour ago that he would physically feel tension leaving his body with relief when one of his friends agreed to kiss a Noah, he would have assumed you were delusional. but it's like a vice started to unclench around his chest. thank God, and maybe Link won't leave]
[not out of it yet, though, and he's far from letting down his guard completely]
Don't think that the moment this barrier is gone I won't pay you back for anything you do to him, Tyki Mikk.
[leave a mark and the instant there's lip contact you can have a fully-fledged critical-sync Exorcist shoving a broadsword down your throat]