[France twitches at Envy's touch to his hand, surprised despite himself, or maybe because of himself. He breathes out roughly as Envy's hand goes to the back of his head, and he closes his eyes tightly, pressing tightly against Envy, almost like France is trying to curl into him. When he finally speaks, it's in a tone so low and breathy it's nearly inaudible. At the same time, there's an intensity to it, like even if he shouted, it would mean just as much.]
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Thanks.