[That gentle kiss and affectionate touch may as well have been magic for how it whisked away Jihae's sorrow. He could now believe that this precious person was safe, back where he belonged. Wherever he'd been was unknown, whatever his future there, here was where he was loved.

For a few minutes Jihae lapsed into silence, but as was usually the case with him it wasn't empty. His hands roamed over Aiichiro's clothes, returning the affectionate, primal expression of how happy he was to see him with nudges, rubs and whuffs all over him.]

A really long time.

[He sounded calmer now. It had seemed like forever, but just like that, it was over.]

You've grown. Your training...?