Kimblee moves forward again, his hand shifting upward to play with Isaac's hair a bit; Isaac doesn't always understand social cues, but at the very least he does seem to comprehend physical ones - Kimblee isn't going to push for it, but if Isaac wants to latch on, he can.
He isn't sure when he stopped minding that so much - when physical contact in such a complete way became a thing that he encouraged, rather than trying to push it away. But that isn't important now, he supposes; he'll work that out later.
"When did you realize...?" He doesn't sound bothered by the idea any; just curious. It honestly isn't the first time he's heard something like this - there have been a few women that have assumed they've loved him in the past; this surely isn't any different, really.
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He isn't sure when he stopped minding that so much - when physical contact in such a complete way became a thing that he encouraged, rather than trying to push it away. But that isn't important now, he supposes; he'll work that out later.
"When did you realize...?" He doesn't sound bothered by the idea any; just curious. It honestly isn't the first time he's heard something like this - there have been a few women that have assumed they've loved him in the past; this surely isn't any different, really.