"What... happened?"

"You wanted to stop seeing each other and introduce me to other people, and I'm — not good at people and not good at words and didn't know how to say the thing that was bothering me and still don't, and you kept pushing, and I could tell I was going to start crying or panicking and you had said we couldn't do that again anyway so — I left before that could happen." 

Ashka hugs Sataro and puts his face in Sataro's hair

"--There is nothing I want more than to keep seeing you."

"Good," he says, and curls up in Ashka's arms. 

"What did I say we couldn't do again?"

"All you said was this." 

"Ah." He is quiet for a while, and says, "I don't want to stop."

"Good. Neither do I." 

"You're amazing."

His face shines.

"I'm not sure what you're talking about but thank you." Ashka has very nice hair. 

"I'm terrible and you like me."

"You're very easy to like." 

He kisses the patch of skin in front of him, which at the moment is Ashka's shoulder. 

"I try."

He sighs when Sataro kisses him.

He'll just have to keep doing that again, then, won't he. 

"You're distracting."

"I like the sounds you make. — I can stop if there's something you need to concentrate on." 

"You're very sweet. --If I want you to stop I'll just hit you."

"....is there some reason you can't just tell me to stop?" 

"I can do it that way too."

"Okay." 

He's very cuddly and very warm. 

"I have explained to you that I am a terrible person. I am not sure you understand and I do not want you to spend time with me under false pretenses."

"I'm not sure it's false pretenses if you've explained. — one of the things you like about me is that I'm upset about people getting tortured and that makes it very easy to like you even though you have also done a lot of other things." 

"You make me want to be better."

"I'm glad." 

"I want to become somebody who deserves you."