[Koltira doesn't want anything in particular, at least not precisely for himself. Despite the humor and the smiles, Koltira can tell that Bariyan is just a little too given to laughter; that his cheer is, at least in part, an affectation for the benefit of others. He doubts that he can convince Bariyan to let it go--doubts they have enough time for that--but he hopes to at least provide some measure of relief.
The blank expression worries him, and he's about to withdraw, but then Bariyan seems to reciprocate. Koltira takes his reaching hand, holds it with gentle firmness, and kisses Bariyan again--this time on the lips. He's soft, uncertain, still worried about frightening Bariyan away, but he does his best to convey what he's feeling through the kiss: I'm here for you. I'll look after you. I am your friend.]
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The blank expression worries him, and he's about to withdraw, but then Bariyan seems to reciprocate. Koltira takes his reaching hand, holds it with gentle firmness, and kisses Bariyan again--this time on the lips. He's soft, uncertain, still worried about frightening Bariyan away, but he does his best to convey what he's feeling through the kiss: I'm here for you. I'll look after you. I am your friend.]