[It's such an open look that it reaches into Kratos and touches the part of him he had thought only applied to his siblings; and without thinking, without restraint, he reaches out to cup Yuan's cheek, a huff in his breath and gentle patience in his eyes.

[Then he remembers that Yuan is not accustomed to this, that Yuan grew to adulthood without such casual affection; and his hand drops to shoulder instead, to squeeze briefly before withdrawing.]

The offer is there, regardless.