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Otto:  “…Overcome with worry whether a certain person is in peril and unable to hold still, she comes rushing out to mount a rescue regardless of what wounds she may sustain, staying right at his side until he awakens, smiling at him in relief when he opens his eyes—in such a case, be it human or land dragon, I believe the feelings behind those actions are much the same.”
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Otto:  “Ah—”
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Otto:  “And even if it wasn’t Patlash, you would still get Don’t make me say it. To not notice when her demeanor demonstrates so much is something beyond being merely dense… I suppose that ignorance is bliss?” Otto looking exasperated from the very bottom of his heart made Subaru appreciate the depth of his own foolishness.
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Subaru:  Next, when he looked at Patlash, who was right by his side, the land dragon stared at Subaru with a gentle gaze, drawing her nose close to rub against his neck once more. By nature, he stroked the land dragon’s head, gently petting her hard, rocklike scales. “I see…you love me, don’t you?”
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Patlash:  ""
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Subaru:  “So you’re in love with me… I see.” Thump, he felt, as something that’d been caught inside his chest seemed to fall away.
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Subaru:  Subaru’s acknowledgment brought a neigh out of Patlash, and the strength of her rubbing increased as if she was trying to conceal a blush. The sensation scraped his skin, but when Subaru tried to open his mouth to protest—
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Subaru:  “Uh, ah…?” Abruptly, hot droplets coursed down Subaru’s cheeks. —Tears. They were tears. From somewhere in the very back of his consciousness, something urgently welled up and came pouring out. He rushed to touch his hands to his cheeks, but he was too late to hide it.
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Otto:  Otto gaped right at him. “M-Mr. Natsuki? Breaking into tears from realizing your land dragon is fond of you is a little…”
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Subaru:  “You’re wro…this isn’t…it’s just, the timing is too darn perfect…shit, right when I was having doubts, the answer came flying into my face…!” —It wasn’t fair. This came at the perfect time. That was Patlash for you. Too crafty, too cunning. Internally papering things over with such foolish words, Subaru desperately fought to hold back tears. He recalled how at the Witch’s Tea Party, he had confessed his true desire of not wanting to die. He confessed, too, his greed: His desire to be with the people precious to him was just as strong as his desire to protect them. And how he yearned to know if the people important to him thought he was something precious to them.
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Subaru:  “Who’d have thought you’d be the first one to tell me? —Thanks, Patlash.” As if to reply to the faithful love trained toward him, Subaru poured his feelings into his palm as he stroked his beloved dragon. Satisfied with his touch, Patlash lifted her head in a ladylike manner. Moreover, the swaying of her tail showed without a doubt that she was in a good mood.