Y-Yeah! Yeah, I want it... I want... [ Gingerly, he took the bonsai and held it with the utmost care. He felt that he might screw up, that it would slip from his hands and shatter into a thousand pieces, much like how he felt about Vin in that moment. His gaze at the beautiful blossoms was almost awed, then he slowly met his... friend's eyes again. ]

Vin, d'ya... do ya wanna be my boy? [ His voice cracked again, so he swallowed as he continued. ] I can't give ya much, 'n I can't be the center of your world, we gotta date 'n be with other people, but... I wanna... I wanna hold your hand, 'n hold you tight and... love you. I-Is... is that okay?