[ Themis has a way of being so dreadfully earnest and raw in these moments. It's actually incredible, how he bears his heart so willingly. Erich knows he trusts Themis just the same though. He strokes that soft white hair again. ]

Of course. I can barely stand to part with it as is. It will be a permanent fixture on my person as long as I have any say.

[ He returns the kiss, melting into it for those brief seconds. ]

You're so cheeky sometimes.

[ A smilem belatedly commenting on the idea of being linked in that very moment they met. But did that not seal their fate? Meeting the way that they did? Did that not set into motion every event that followed? Up to this very moment.

Perhaps Themis is more right than he realizes. ]