[ After a moment, realizing he's perhaps unable to smooth away the edge, Alois relents, moving back. It doesn't leave him feeling very desirable. That's what normal and pure is, isn't it? Being a little afraid of kissing. He makes himself smile, though he doesn't much feel like it. ]
We don't have to keep kissing. It doesn't matter to me what we do.
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We don't have to keep kissing. It doesn't matter to me what we do.