[ Those two brain cells work very, very hard, okay. ]

Exactly. [ The relief that finally, finally his intentions have come through loud and clear is evident on Motochika's face. His voice softens, tender, and he rubs his thumb over his knuckles. ] You know that I'm yours regardless - but if I take your name, there's really no doubting it. I'd be Mouri Motochika, after all.

[ And boy, does just saying it so plain and simply make a warmth bloom in his chest. ] So, what do you say? Will you have me?