[ Sturmhond had known this. He'd guessed at it before. Barnaby's feelings for Kotetsu had always been obvious to him; the protectiveness, the attachment. The codependency. He'd guessed at attraction, at feelings that were more than just friendship.
This, however, is an indication of much more, and it halts his smile. He stays quiet for a beat, waiting for Barnaby to go on. To clarify.
He doesn't, and then Sturmhond leans forward, a little frown line appearing between his eyes. ]
What. You mean you've fallen in love with him?
[ Another little pause, while sharp hazel eyes try to read Barnaby's face. ]
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This, however, is an indication of much more, and it halts his smile. He stays quiet for a beat, waiting for Barnaby to go on. To clarify.
He doesn't, and then Sturmhond leans forward, a little frown line appearing between his eyes. ]
What. You mean you've fallen in love with him?
[ Another little pause, while sharp hazel eyes try to read Barnaby's face. ]