[ Oh, he wants to kiss this man. The urge strikes him a little painfully in his chest and he has to take a breath to recover himself. His tail wags a little too earnestly for his taste as he tries to school his expression back into something a little more neutral. For a moment, he wishes he had his glasses if only to have something to distract himself with.

But okay. Right. Charlie is enjoying this and the ground won't open up and swallow Nanami anytime soon so time to focus. His voice is a bit of a mumble as he says — ]

It is... not my responsibility how other people view me. If that's what you've come away from this conversation with, then I won't argue.

[ Translation: KILL ME. KILL MEEEE. ]