It's relevant because I'm delicate and fragile and you don't wanna break poor little old me even more, otherwise I'll cry.

[ Oh, well. He. Fully invites you to try, Lelouch, in a figurative sense and also in the sense that when he looks up and realizes what he's done by moving that way, he gets that look.

Y'know. That look. The brilliant thousand-watt smile that is just so radiant and lovely but also downright fucking despicable. One leg bends slightly underneath Lelouch and tilts to the side, trying to maneuver him over without using his hands. ]