No, he wasn't about to move from that spot, he liked being close to her like this, and being in his master's lap was like a little fantasy as well. He listened to her speak, saying that she'd stick around- even if she was so quick to try and throw her life away. That still ticked him off to think about it, but he pushed those kinds of thoughts to the back of his mind.

Amakusa turned so he was laying on his back, his head still in her lap. He was looking up at her. He reached up to her with one of his hands, and placed it against her cheek, much like she had done with his hand back in that room. This time, there was nothing that would barge in and break them up. There was just more they had to climb, but he wanted to at least have a moment together with her.

"Is that an order from my master? Telling me to be careful."