Cricket: ...
He got onto Crickets lap
Cricket's face goes bright red
Crickey: W-w-what-what are you doing!?
"Nothin,,,"
He cuddled into Cricket, resting his head on Crickets chest
Cricket pauses for a moment before wrapping his arms around Azriel, holding him. His face is still a little flushed
"Mm.."
Cricket looks down at Azriel
Cricket: I...
"Hm?"
He looked up a little
Cricket: I...I don't...I don't understand...w-why...why are you...?
"You're warm...and I like you...you're nice..."