[It's true that it was a product of the Angelus project. Yuan makes a noncommittal sound, not quite an agreement. There is the possibility. Kratos seems unconcerned.]
[Yuan doesn't plan to try too hard to talk him out of it.]
[He turns his head fractionally, the mirror to Kratos' earlier sidelong glance, a brief consideration of the mass of untidy auburn hair. There's some acknowledgment deserved there, but Yuan doesn't know what; doesn't want to start a yelling match at this point, either, despite that he still doesn't quite understand and will probably be frustrated with Kratos for some time yet.]
[Finally he reaches across his body, using the arm Kratos isn't leaning against, and rests his hand briefly on Kratos' head under the pretense of corralling a few errant strands. It's always been unmanageable, really. Just a moment, and Yuan's back to what he was doing.]
You don't seem to be taking particular issue with the 'trashy' romance.
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[Yuan doesn't plan to try too hard to talk him out of it.]
[He turns his head fractionally, the mirror to Kratos' earlier sidelong glance, a brief consideration of the mass of untidy auburn hair. There's some acknowledgment deserved there, but Yuan doesn't know what; doesn't want to start a yelling match at this point, either, despite that he still doesn't quite understand and will probably be frustrated with Kratos for some time yet.]
[Finally he reaches across his body, using the arm Kratos isn't leaning against, and rests his hand briefly on Kratos' head under the pretense of corralling a few errant strands. It's always been unmanageable, really. Just a moment, and Yuan's back to what he was doing.]
You don't seem to be taking particular issue with the 'trashy' romance.