[No worries, the unintelligible is inevitable at this rate.... though not immediately.] And god... those blushes Japan. As pink as cherry blossoms in Spring. Maybe that's why I need you to bloom all year long. [Groans at the movements and just... forgets to breathe a bit there so there's a bit of a pant as Marco tries to remember, and holds himself as still as possible. He leans back and watches Japan go to it, just memorizing that face. And he looks so Western stupidly happy just about now. Enjoying it? You bet.]