[Wriothesley lets out a low hum and merely tucks himself closer against the redhead, a smile spreading across his lips.]

I'll try, Sylvain. Just don't expect anything to change right away. [Because he knows himself well enough. Even those who had known him for awhile struggled to get the man to let his guard down around them and let them help.]

Mm, I wasn't intending to take up the rest of your night, but now I don't wanna get up.